Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Its okay she fucking ugly
Thinks they can play in my m-o
I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race
Even my critics are saying a nigga name right
I don't have a decent mic and no one thinks it's alright
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state
Your chick only like you cause she thinks you getting paid
She thinks nothing of it, says "i'll stay for an hour"
If its not couture, i will not go to her
Who thinks by his technique i would be terrified to speak
We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat
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