Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me
You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches
You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs
The emergency room, gettin stitches
Secret missives to the mrs
Senor bout to catch me being late come on mrs roberts cant the attendance wait
Being overshadowed by me is yo eternal fate, its something i can't relate.
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