Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,
Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes
Make room for the groom married to his music
But it's difficult to go hard like an old mans dick,
Cuz he was messing in no mans land
Follow your heart you’ll make that fast
Fuck all the fake mans and all the debts owed
This be the realest shit i ever wrote
I'm on my grown man b.i you see why
Bang it up, off in the sky
And shoot the fucking sky,
I'm the other guy
But now i own yachts bigger than a lot of mans cribs
And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks
I shine like something in the sky
Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die
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