With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes
Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this
Can't change who i am, i just try to get better
When you broke up with me we started getting bad whether
Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned
Why are you trying to destroy me and break up my world?,
Up on her. i was doing my thing i was getting this
I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business
I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil
We must endure this journey and not get caught up with evil//
I'm doing this for me, myself, and i, fags,
He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs
Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.
He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters
No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped
Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard
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