Iced out, okay cool
You made me the fuckin fool
And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick
Really made me feel sick.
I made a promise to me/
Bitch, they call it motor city
Its made me an animal
A criminal grind mean hustle
Made me fucking die from my own laughter,
You is not hip then i can not coach her
Painful betrayal made me this fragile.
Be the ocean, where i unravel
it happens so fast it made me sick,
No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
Then made me stupid and ruthless
By a brotha who was hopeless
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