My trigga told me "get em" and i told him that "i got em good"
I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood
Bad bitches all around me dont need em got my own
Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone
Got em burning from infernal fires internally
At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey
Got em deep in the dirt
Fuck what you heard
She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album
Everybody got they problem, and we here tryna solve 'em.
Got 'em dropping drawls on my balls after shots of alcohol
And if you ever renege, i’ll still give you kendrick lamar
I been trying to show you somethin, got a different approach
Im not the player anymore im turning into the coach
I got em goin head first
And i been all around the world
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