Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet
That's breaking bad, closest to the crack game that your eyes'll get
Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,
She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right
I told him get his 9 and run
I love bad boys that's my fucking problem
Never though i’d want to be recognized so bad/
She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that
With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course
A bad bitch said to me "let me get in those draws"
This is to my unborn child
Want to get inside your mind
I want her bad. it drives me made when she's not hear to make me glad
Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back
Started playin' though, now my goal is to get whackers fame fucked.
Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust
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