Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
For real niggas who ain't got no feelings
Sorry this is just for a rap battle no hard feelings,
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
I could spend my whole life tryna get cash
I'ma work for everything i have
Like her tight bright pink ripe smitten that i have no invite,
Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right
Girl, what you grabbing cash for
I can't touch her, so for pleasure
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Thank you for my wife. for my son and everything i have,
I'mma work for everything i have
Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash
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