Not sayin' he was gay, when he lost battles, he paid that way
Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
But he keeps on neglecting his daughter
Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever
He try to put me under his spell but then again he wasn't a good speller
Is he gay? is he straight? does that boy wear name brands?
But it made me the man i am today, thanks
My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance
But when he discovered he was hopeless he gathered his things,
These chalance give me balance
I know he lost his mind, but skills?
My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line
But every time he's there he feels he's wasting his time
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
But he and his crew don't own this city
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