We never tattle, let god handle that
Im made of just rap no quire shit.
In the club like fuck it, though
Your mom blows, she's a hoe
You ain't a no king , ma raps will leave u conflicted, hoe you're so retard to learn
A cynical state of mind, untypical words with sophistical meaning, mystical turn/
Thus contributing to ongoing credit
I'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit
I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet
No more of that otherworldly ethereal shit/
I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow
I would never post my dopest shit what you take me for a hoe,
Your eyes my nature
Im braver,no hoe saver,
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