I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
And she throws up whatever she eats
If its not couture, i will not go to her
And i know i should win this i'm the #typical winner
Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her
Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser
I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's
Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies
I feel like im losing the battle i want to win,
Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face
At times i feel death is the best win
High off life? my nigga not even
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
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