Guess who this rapper is by the fire he brings
Everybody seems to misread every sentence
Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone
All he has is his mind, which has left him alone.
My new bitch is now a model
Then landed on my throttle
Big ass grabing on that booty, a lil diffrent is how my crew be,
Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy
He wonders why he even tries, why is he wasting his time?
My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line
Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right
Like king i had a dream which is one day my music is worldwide
You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably
Is my last girlfriend was horrible like hell facing the real me
My mind, is one of a kind, jeffreys was horrible,
But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle
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