And other times i could only settle my depression with rapping,
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
My relationship with my brothers is complicated as fuck.
I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck
Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga
Rolling with some brothers letting the cash fly. alright, so let me tell you bout the
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother
You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings
That ain't fun. real music has hearing, feelings, meetings with dealings,
Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights
But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times
And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights
With you going through more terrible times.
I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen
I'm chillin with children and women we gunnin for fun
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