I dislike the stress /never got in to fights and bled
They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed
It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,
Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights
I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types
These battles won't tear me down, motherfucking baby fights,
Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel
To, whoever fights back, i'll be here,
For being jealous of a brother when he rides
Shit flies by like kites, life bites you with its knife fights,
Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...
And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights
I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class
Fist fights, slinging crack, sniffed the crisp pack, stashed hash,
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