But that doesn't mean to stress ma
I ain't, mad, at cha
U smell like ma armpit,while uve been on ma cock pit,ma bars hit ma shit like jolie n brad pitt,
Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit
They infiltrate our homes, africa
Brah lynching cuz you're fat like your ma.
This is to my unborn child
Ma raps ma ya go blind
Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin
More bitches in ma section,bad bitch trynna get ma attention
Its nothin, ma, im still sane
I say i’m wrong, you say come again
Lost ma mother and my brother
Just blink twice and i’m there where you are
Got ma head in da books
I flash smiles at the mean looks
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