She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that
You can only think about and image it
She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo
Think about it everyday damn girl i miss you.
I figured out that it don't matter for real
Im about to tell you what i think and how i feel
Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live
You think you can rap about killing these bitches
You other rappers think its about how much paper u stash
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
To make you stop and think about it, learn a lesson
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
I feel bad when i think about me
About shit you never want to think about but you do
'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you
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