Young fly nigga, getting cash motherfucker
Or her mother, or her mother's other lover
Got her number, she didn't text me or call back
Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag
Watched her cry cus it's a ride or die.
Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie
I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt
Or the dreams she has for her and new found talent
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
Shawty eat it make me wanna feed her
Is she putting in her all or what?
Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck
Niggas who be rapping how real they are
Or just bed her better until she's my doll
It's not about what she has or what's in her dresser
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
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