The end of discussion
You're uncool like my mother kin
Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane
Sleepin' on the floor of a tent in bitter pain.
Give them something to live for instead of the week end,
I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent
I have the end goal of becomin' famous,
Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love
Jt: didn't get a gift for her
The foes, they got bitter,
Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most
So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold
You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone
I got a love jones for your body and skin tone
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Spit with a bitter bit of hennessy,
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