Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
So let me present, gentlemen/
Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent
A hundred fuckers are nothing. not me, believe in the rest
I can only love you when you’re undressed
Let that arm rest, put the weed down, clear ya lung chest
It’s not a game, hold your dame
Let me explain understand my name,
Now let me hear your crap
I know what you do with that
All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim
And for the rest, ill let you guess, the king will remain in rein/
Cause some of you bitches funny
Let my temper get me
Me for the rest of my life
Because i see right through your disguise
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