Fuck that now trying get the money
With the dog comin’ to pee
Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/
I got kicked off, i used to shit talk
C'mere slut! (shady, wait a minute, that's my girl dog!)
I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk
Off with the horny messes with the awkward lessons he doesn't think as he grows sick to himself
We needin' a change, the drama remains the samei spend my whole life, fightin' myself
Everyone looking to me like i had it made dog,
Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top
Except for horny fat chicks, that's some shit, don't know 'bout all of that!
You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad
And control this shit yourself dog.
And i listen to thought
Cause i break it out a lot
No match to my flow, dog
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