It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
They tried to take it, and say that i'm too small
Everybody have's small problems
Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love
Her tits are fucking small
Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall
Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call
You're the reason why i keep my circle small
Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting
David is goliath slaying i was 5 stone lighter in the weighing
I always judge a book by the cover, never the page
Restrained as david ayer's training day, pavin' ways, makin' change
So he takes a dick pic, but its so small you cant see it in the image
I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick
Just like a cannon from the teen in nick
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