Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here
Fucking loves me, but who doesn't, im for real
Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes is it real or
But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door
About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being
Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
Talking real grizzy,never seen a pistol nor hold one i make this real easy
Im a real one ,we don't need no nudes
I go to war, old timbs, battered boots
Down in dallas at the all-star game
Im a real psycho from throat to brain
Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy
You better throw it back cause hanging with a real one aint never free
Watch me fuck all these bitches
Im a real bitch cuz i did this
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