Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit
Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship
I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile
My mind is breaking gotta care for a child no one spares you a mile
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Okay now i'm confessing, to not regretting and not objecting to this wrecking
Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block
You have the nerve trying to tell me it's all okay when it's not
Okay not done quite yet, so sit back, son
I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
Bother me to flow the prodigy child not too hot or too mild running miles
Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives
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