I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was
U running without paying me...don't even try
Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly
I might even stick my tongue out
Im gonna teach raps nothing without
See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat
I'm not saying pops did nothing, cause without a dad you're incomplete.
Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo
To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you
Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
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