Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.
Girl i know you like that, you crazy
In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"
We came.. way too far pretty baby
Tell these people something they don`t know about me
So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea
T get this paper so my get to see the holiday
Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit real
Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel
I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret
Wait till he gets close enough to get his throat slit ''oh shit"
And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see
I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t
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