And the discography, somethin' you got to see
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me
Before i thought high was cool and got high at school
I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule
Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina
My rebellious ways got a phone thrown at my face/ called the
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me
Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby
Uhh, look at me and look at yourself and see the difference
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
Something in his arm, he pushing more and more
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit
Bullets erupt at all my haters who don't know when to quit
You said he raped you and i got all mad and i was laughed at
Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap
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