But that bitch works up the audacity to tell me who i
But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high
And imma take my stand to be who im meant to be
You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money
The cool say i'm thug
We dated, we broke up
Then one day we went to six flags with her brother and i drove.
I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
Went back to the first 1 sttill on the floor and i broke his neck grabbed his
And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches
There was a little girl who never went out to play
I'm the burger king, i gotta have it my way
Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways
But one day, she with her husband and child went to a crowded place
And you suddenly got cream and all that time was broke and poor,
I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school
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