Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right
You got an image you decide to hide behind with a pride
Am i coming or going? i can barely decide
Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right
Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket
Like bitches that go ahead and decide to keep it
With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night
Or those who spit the truest rhymes, bro, that's what you decide
Fed the bitch pesticides and let the pest decide
Been trying to put it down long after i was signed
And i could see you coming home after work late
So take this advice and then decide if im fake,
And i'm indecisive when the things are light
Am i coming or going? i can barely decide
If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat
Or seek some hot shit to speak and decide to compete
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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