But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse
There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers
I'm still looking for my mind
The revolution has arrived
Spending too much time having rocks for sale
They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale
With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out
And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout
Get yours; you know what this about
My ex-hoes keep ballin out,
Before, music reflected my feelings,
Who know this be the life that i really live
You were the one that wants to be my ex,
Convertibles with turbo jets
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