He be stression, this flow, is perfection, flow connectin its connection
Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention
Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame
Like a drug it induces the pain
She can't know where my mother stay
Drug dealers til this day,
Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers
Talking of the gods you serve
Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck
Shes addicted to me, like im her drug
My block, that's right! heh
Drug dealer shane, lame eh?
I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what
Randy don't always talk about money and drug
I'm losing my connection to you, but i'm trying to believe
She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth
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