I make a mess as the day progresses
The look of no hope on my niggas' faces
Spending her time with him i guess
Please help me doctor my life is a mess
I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game
Used to be on the train of lame now nigga, i'm on the train of fame!
Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food
Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude
In the #belly of the #beast, #teeth #biting through the #meat
Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street
Or it's gonna be just one big mess
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
A goody two shoe, she would of gone to heaven
Make them more insecure when they caught one
I ain't even start yet, this is propane
Move from the past to the present on the train
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