Tryna stand out nigguhs giving hand outs like a substitute
Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit
But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
You spitting like you on tour tryna please the crowd with a pleasant say
Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit
I'm not battling i'm giving u a chit
Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.
Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature
So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her
People say smile toward the bad, my humor's giving me a tumor.
Not giving a shit because im too dyamn surreal,
Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal
But im not fucking around, im giving the beat a pound
But i apologize for not walking you around
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
Dominating, giving a valedictory,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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