Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money
But no apologies that's my mother fucking policy
Grow it in my red house
Heystop running your mouth
My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,
Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse
To livin in a house with food my stomach
I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what
Can't break up to make up,she wake up, im out
In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around
My mother walkin' in, saw i was on my phone
I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne
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