We pray while we prey on competition
When his mom leave me i'll have her limpin',
You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend
Everyone that met her instantly wanted to be her friend,
By her side, like it used to be
And losin all his money
Not to give me stress and add to pressure
I don't expect you to leave her
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
Leave ya a single father taking yo bitch get rich then fuck her and yo daughter
I know what it takes
I’d be buying her chains
Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field
Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved
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