Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance
They bought me a used cadillac,a year later it was used to blast blacks,
And if my mother answer, i'll ask her
And water vapor doesn't turn, to burn me later
So i started to rap and 10 years later make album that was a hit.
I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket
And just in time your head is mine
Test me hit you with a deadly crime
You can hear me later on song-cast radio
Now i'm laying out at the delano though
I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy
And 9 months later my son knb came out now hes 23 and older than me,
Murder y’all now, laugh later
I said i'm hurting her
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