My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings
I got tired of her letting him get away with the beatings
And when we're on the mic and emotions letting go…
This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show
Icouldnt let my dad go , so love for me was never exposed/
Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat
Making love to a professor of divinity
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
Cause this nigga done got jealous
I learned the first lesson of love
Show a level of love for it
Shop at saks fifth like it's a target
Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though
But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go
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