Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack
You dudes fakin' your identity just like they need that bourne back.
She dont have a problem with, with
Secret missives to the mrs
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
And make fools wanna change their identity
Stripped of all basic necessities, given a new identity
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
And if i'm down with this banging shit
Well i'll let you in on a little secret
Three times cause fate had my side
Secret shame we try to hide
You would definitely be able to retain your identity
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him
Whispering to her pussy like a secret conversation
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