Everybody come with me let me tell you a story
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
I couldn't imagine what would happen
So now she picks up the gun
Real street nigga, ain’t no clone
Tell me what i should've known.
Where the black girls get their weaves back
So tell me what they crack
What ya jealous of me
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Everybody come with me let me tell you a story
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Let me tell you a thing about famine
But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one
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