He loves his fans an demands they understand how i've been
I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion
He was dope as fuck, it was crazy how absurd he got,
Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top
Ok so now ya, see, the reason how come, he
I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby
I practiced till that shit made perfect
Wonder what happened?, how he wrecked?
When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing
He aint even know how to rap, feel what am saying?
Because it's so much pressure now
And now, i'll tell you how
My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw
But that's his fault. i hope he knew how i felt, though.
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