They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs
I pray so much about it, need some knee pads
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
You loved me severely , this unholy love made me hate you i mean it so sincerely
So much shit on my mind i fucking hate it
Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
With so much criticism against me i wish it would fade away,
Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay
One thing i hate is gold diggers so fuck off bitch
Streets is calling square niggas leave a message
God i miss her so much
Man but this ain't no sign language
Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape
So i murder it, this rap is going to be great
I got so much dirt on him, so easy to get this hoe muddy
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
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