This is a song about "Good mates"

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Allow me to explain. i'm back for good

And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

My so called mates all turned to snakes

One verse is all it takes

My nigga, no hook

If you think lil wayne's good,

From hollywood to the hood

But i just say that i'm good,

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

I make female rappers look good

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