Everything i do exotic i don't need to bring a broad
Trying to get his life together, or something of that sought
And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose
From the truth, you knew you had something to prove to the new fools,
The game is an art and i'm still trying to learn it
This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute
Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.
My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws
I know bro, let's try something new
Wanna spend it all on you
And shit i live to learn,
Guess i see it's my turn
Like hip hop trying to find its new tupac
The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called
And then along came the wrong man for her
I"m the designated driver
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