Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Whenever i try to contest people, they say i'm the best,
And nine out of ten broads call a nigga arrogant
Some people might say thats fake, so irrelevant
People say solution is patience, i rather use persuasion.
And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one
People say i have to hold on to you, live you.
Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due
People try and say shit, but i don't give a fuck
But that throat she got have a nigga stuck
My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
People say i'm a bitter man, and i should quit this,
But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame
But people say its to late your already insane
"its a split personality" is what people say.
I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay
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