I had no idea what was at stake.
We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake
We both teenagers with the same mind state
And you'd think that with all i have at stake
Little gate, little fence - i climbed over
Then i grab my binder, that’s when i wanted to find her
But there's more than just some data on the disk at stake
Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate
A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust
That i got feelings for her but i know she doesn't
I wanted to give her the best time of her life, my chances was
I fathered the game, feel like i'm watching my sons floss
I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier
My feelings are hurt,but rappers don't have any feel,
Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work
I dont care about your feelings but are you hurt
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