And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit
Like bitches that go ahead and decide to keep it
I get my paper, y'all just hate
This battle will decide your fate
Or seek some hot shit to speak and decide to compete
My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet
Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips
But y'all still live where corporations will decide elections,
Am i coming or going? i can barely decide
Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light
Haters beware, i can see clear
A few raps can decide my career,
Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side
Or those who spit the truest rhymes, bro, that's what you decide
It’s tougher to decide your next move
We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes
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