But this ain't no time for a confession i have to tell you
Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through
Dont got time for ya mommy
I’m tryna be low key
Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them
I have nothing to show for it, except this rap poem,
Lifes a piece work we dont have time to stay rested,
And i be with p, so i got bbc shit
I dont have time for that crap
The door crack, niggas all black
But love my music, say i do nothing but hits
I pull my six, so i dont have to pay for my fix,
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Im tearing up this battle, i dont even have to get off my saddle,
Dont take this seriously lil nigga i do this shit for fun
Every woman that know us think uzoma my cousin
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