And now that i’m getting money
Why is it that you hate me?
Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state
They asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
Run tell mommy, tattle on me,
No cadillac, no perms, you can't see
They tell me pick on somebody my own size
Them haters wishing they could see my demise
If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see
They tell me to take it easy
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
Quit being so fucking shy come on tell me why! you just wanted us to die,
Please tell me why yo girl so thirsty.
Trying to catch me riding dirty
Dont love, just hate on me
I swear they think i'm crazy
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