Stuff caught up with you in your perfect world, you never heard me cry, not one
Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason
And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay
Your love in my chest, why was i thinking this way?
Night i need that she comin here right away
I don't see your dumb ass ego's in the way
But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans
Believed your own hype ya the hardest bitch in the streets
Gift and a curse, the center of attention
You can recognise your own face in,
Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone
They always watching you, even out in your own home
The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son
And escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison,
Just say he's the best
I could tell you your perfect
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