U still think why u dont have any fan
Not a fake person, that's the sims man
I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo
Must be the trust that no one has for u
I love u so much i guess u have other plans
Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats
When his mom leave me i'll have her limpin',
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
Oh u got skill? well u must have misplaced it
Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit
I have no eyes i have no eyes call me so blind
Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find
Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools
If u graphin then we taxen u can have it all sending shoots
Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories
Mom ingested while pregnant/ wonder why i have these
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