This is a song about "Please you"

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

I know i hurt you real bad but just come please

Nigga dont you run out of money nah nigga please

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

So please, i'm begging you, hear me out/

Yea and this is something to think about

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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Just please let me come to you,

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Hater please, you 8 degrees

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

You couldn't understand, you can't spit shit bitch it's useless, please

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

I just need you to tell me, please