Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve
Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace
You showed me to the door
She leave her hair on the floor
I'm tired of life i'm autta it's door
Some old bitch that we did before
I watched you walk out that door,
And i don't run counters no more
They make it worth more
Banging on the back door,
You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war
Cause once a whore steps through my door
And i don’t wanna be a playa no more
All your education goes straight out the door
Mo county, va, show is over, encore
Now our friendship got kicked out the door
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