Than this scuffle you want to have with my mother.
And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her
I also wrote you a song it's in your tape deck
A clever idea to take something they said
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt
Accusation of being a felon cause i murder with my pack
I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back
I don't want it on my back
Of koolaid in here flab pack
This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard
I want that title but they got me fighting under card
I'm a p.i.m.p never trick on a bitch.
Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich
High as shit, i’m in a booth
So its time to make the big move
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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