Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks
I remember waking to my moms
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Dreaming about making it as a rapper but waking up and still climbing the ladder,
Baby curvy curvy make me come early
That's why i rhyme like a poet from a prior century
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Waking up at night to a hollering drunk throwing provoking feelings
Police discovery early the next day
Then some lady named billie holiday
Even if you not a stripper
Then eat em up for #early #dinner
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