Managers are merciful, close up, and personal.
I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle
Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes
I'm runnin' screen homies, you can let that socket close
A close family, and never more unrelenting agony.
Everybody watching while you touching real money
Carefree i don’t need the stress
So close your eyes and hold your breath,
Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,
Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes
And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those
"you were malcolm, its not even close"
I gotta teach hoes
You're getting too close
Close your eyes my face is
It’s official, she my misses
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