Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test
"you was the one that had me for a while, made me admit you're beautiful."
I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/
That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake
A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash
Shore you got drive, don't turn fake on they ass
Foolish, i be on that new shit
You fake like money your a counterfeit
Might even know how hard it is, no doubt
Got these fake g's lookin at me dumbfound
I got fake people, chomping down.
Baby doll, check it out: i get around
Fake friends it was all a sham,
But call me uncle, yeah uncle cam
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