Yeah, ready for whatever
I sent that shit like a letter,
Hoes that say they don't suck dick,thats that shit i don't like
The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride
See i dont need a rap thats pre
Third ward general, young cash money
So gon' and be my dealer baby
That i take the shit thats thrown at me daily
Cause i dont rush into shit.
You, you, you have to pay for that
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
If i dont trust it i disobey, thats how you separate the real from the fake
I dont know shit anymore feels like my knowledge is diluted
M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid
Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before
I come to find out niggas on rappad takin my shit like dont do that make your
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