Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
The club underwater, have em running out the front
Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,
But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers
When i talk about money all you see is the struggle
, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,
Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass
Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,
Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat
And kill yourself and your clique
And a fridge and some broccoli
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
The plight of a rapper or whatever
And don't ever (and don't ever)
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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