Control is what you had me under
Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber
All this happening to rap is tragedy.
Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money
I see people wondering what the hells happening
Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy
I'll give it to ya straight, this is what she told me
This is what my mama used to tell me when i used to fight,
And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight
What the fuck happened to me?
Or you'll drive me crazy
Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with
Your bars aint equal to what #mine #is
With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something
Here comes the boom, i assume your ass is in a loop cause it keeps happening
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