Oops, well the door slammed, laylow? how's your mother?
Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her
He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord
Niggas was talkin shit oops he bodied, his fault
She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo
"what the fuck? this is fucking sick, bitch, fuck you,"
Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters
That's why she ignore my flowers
Oops i might regret it
Me, wale, so hard - as shit
Before he had a girlfriend what the fuck
I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach
Why the fuck it so cold, fuck it i dont wanna budge
A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge
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