Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck
And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up
Walk on with your scars, don't turn around
You need to shut up, back up, and back down
Ive been hit knocked down, done came up and aint shit changed
They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate
Tears runnin' down her face and her make up
Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut
Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck
And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up
Better yet give up, leave and go masturbate
We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake
Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
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