Lobster over salmon and i ain't ever tried to tuna you
Cause i write like a angry poet, that's what the demons want me to do/
Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker
I just want another, wars inside i discover, full of clutter,
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
I want to be rid of it but it's the biggest part of me.
Or just wanna talk i want to be the girlfriend of your dreams
Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
But i don't want her to be with me just out of pity
I just want you to listen
So now she picks up the gun
My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride
I don't want to think of it tonight.
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