She said she wanna roll with me, she called me mister
Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror
You can call me brutha cause i'm fuckin' with your sister
But i ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner
And another for building from nothing like pyramids that are ancient
Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front
Mister incredible, has to be credible
Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble
So don't worry about me fuckin' your sister,
Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker
I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
Tamer from his trainer days, mistake salvation for another maze/
Holder of my life belonged to my sister
Good love then i can do that for her
"contemplate", i wrote about her
I’m sorry i fucked your sister
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