Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap
But it's a part of me to fail things like these, though i was always good at
And it rules everything around them
And when things start looking good again
Don't care about the props i got, if their good or not
Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top
I know karma precedes me good things come in due time,
I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine
Nigga i ain't never scared
Good things should never come to an end.
Then push the milk on a slow bend
All the good things do come to an end
I guess these major deals ain't all they seem
Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean
Call me lazy, i ain't your baby
Thinking about the way things used to be
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