And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
Acting like i even matter, on and off like the clapper
All the time i feel i wasted on something that didnt matter
Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her
No matter how they acted she still wanted them around
They tryna get it in, we gotta point 'em out
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
As a matter of fact i'm on that top shelf,
All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though
Nightmare on elm street no matter how fast i run i still get beat. there's no
No matter how your story goes, i'm still waiting
I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring
And you will fall, no lie it doesn't matter about the size i'll still end your life
Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
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