Cuz your a bitch and i was trying when you left my heart traumatized and send blood to you
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
Know give me a head start
You shot right through my heart.
No use running, to collect you souls my sole goal its funny
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
Like damn mama the reason i work hard
You got my heart, don't tear it apart
Now momma told me be careful who you love
Hit it like a baseball then skip around the bases.
You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row
In tongues my heart racing sweat dropping from my heated up skin i would go
Lame artists rapping i got em running like a relay
Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say
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