I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you
There's nothing wrong with sneaking up behind a nigga like boo.
We would like to call this an appreciation tape
Never gave a fuck, ain't nothing bout me changed
This guy ain't nothing, i list it, bout to send you home cryin and
I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement
Raping real shit, aint nothing new, looking at these mastecraft creators,
He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters
And i aint plan this nigga i aint plan shit nigga
Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks
But fuck that, i aint bout to miss my fucking chance
I delete they history
Ya know nothing bout me
With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly
Smoked it, nothing changed every rapper's talking bout it see
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