My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread
I toss and turn at night in a pool of sweat
Ill leave you off with more words then me, i only need a few cause i
True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try
In disguise/ my families true lives is what i despise/ if you hear how i cry / you
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
When i see you, i'm seeing you, me and you only
I'm a g, and this is something you can't see
Incoming callplus this my homie from high school
U thought me a fool,u sit in a pool..
Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die
I love you baby, wanna know why? cause you let me lie in your lap and cry
Would make you swallow more balls than tables at pool halls
Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
From everyting that i be seeing you losing tens of fans
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