Hold up yea we the best
Ya in rapping i found ma zest
Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round
I've changed for the worse, i looked in the mirror and thats what i found
You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught
No hate there, all i'm sayin is that i only believe in one god and that's god
Every day woke her up something you found,
And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around
I swear to god i go in on these niggas no homo
Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though
Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block
That i don't pray to the sky, please i'm beggin' you god
Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through
And i found my sweet escape when i was alone with you
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