All the women of color i'm in love with your skin
But now my target's you. a best friend who hates my relation
And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend
That's why i never claimed i was the best
O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare
My best friend who's not there
Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,
For four hundred plus yearsyou should be scared
It was '09, and i was hangin' with my rich black friend,
I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared
It's not all bad, he says he'll be my friend
Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend
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