And real bitches don't respect you
Im the guy you once knew
I'm everything that they call nice
Support the guy with white eyes
And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat
My guy got all the good weed
They're calling me the good guy devil
Real slow yea i'll make you feel special
And to tell you the truth i gotta ride
Still the same guy i can't decide
Now i'm the guy in the bushes watching you with my binoculars
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Going school try to be the nice guy.
Weighin 165 and these tricks should die
And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches
I'm erasing niceness when i ride the subway planning this.
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