I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,
I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes
I must go like fly route
My ex-hoes keep ballin out,
Try to shake my hand end up with a broke wrist
Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest
My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned
Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world
I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,
Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad
Hi my name is bob and i work at my job
Girl, you're fixing to get your heart broke
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