Dope next to shots vodka emotional victory my boi rich checkmate mastery
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
People label me as soft, emotional and poor
By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school
Grown men in this game
Just to keep feelin pain
With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle
Emotional or physical either way it's cynical.
I've reached my emotional limit
Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit
Master of the quotables so please dont get emotional
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Full course meal ingesting the pain
Blow trees like a hurricane
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