See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
Today ima choose to be the realist, i'm a realist, fearless,
Parking lot of the blue flame
My middle names shane, no shame
You feeling fearless then come and test the limits and get lynched for resistance
Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
Im too hard. da rap version of bernard hopkins. nigga
That's why i had bryan give me another name,
I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain
I'll never call you bitch again
Middle name shane, born all the same
Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
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