Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only
This guys think’s that he’s dissing me and ripping me,
Me now, and me then, no symmetry
She going to borrow some money
Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid
Try and be me, go ahead and replicate,
Chillin' with homies and family
And i'm bringing god with me.
Give me that pad and pen and let me start writing again
Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them
How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
You lie me down and tell me that you'll never let me die, then you kiss me
Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story
And nobody gon' ever stop me"
And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy
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