See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows
Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes
So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement
I always come prepared, i keep a tire on my rear end,
Look at me, i always keep my skills discreet
I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat
And simplify my life to keep my eyes on rap and write?
Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side
I have to deal with bullshit all my life and still don't have a deal.
While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal
That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake
Keep my grass cut/ so i can always find a snake
Because the fact is, i have my own life, and my own problems,
Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love
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