And a fridge and some broccoli
No smilescause ain't a thing funny
Fuck you if you feelin' different
Social conditioning and
Grab the scissors and saws and
I ain't trying to be ignorant
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
As my name get bigger this game get different
I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
Wish you was around now to see what i've become see
But my shit is like an melody,like a strategy
The defensive strategy that i pit against you,
She better shed a couple tears when she come through
And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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