But in reality your just being used.
My nitty bag, my kitty boost
Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex
To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2
These my rhymes and my story
Let me rideuntil i get free
My streaks my testament.
She forget about her husband
You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration
My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him
In time we learned to live a life of crime
This is just my year, just my day, and just my time
My wondrous success bombs my regrets
My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells
My demeanor, thirty years my senior
The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her
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