Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash
So you x'd with a "why," y is the path
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
'coz how the fuck can you be friends with a craz-y
Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit
All the bullshit ive been having to deal with ive had it
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
And in love with her, lets have sex
You just another dumb hoe with some sex appeal
I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier
Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are
Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.
I love you only aid for you y
Now everybody put your hands up high
I'm just trynna be like mikey.
What them tippers don't see
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