You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack
Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad
Ain't even tryna hold back
They way i dress is mad.
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,
Bitches mad, was eating on they sofa
It go microphone check, one, two, yola
Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad
Contributing the real shit
Why cant they change then mop it
Why are they creeping up under me
Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy
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