Yeah come holla at your uncle
For why things were always in a cycle
I wonder why my family always did that
I used to want to be the messiah of rap
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
Im not trying because im sick of lying, im dreaming about dying, but not from you,
That's why i always wear a sun glass on my picture page
And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange
You do shine all this people been lying
Cause right now i got my little boy crying
Why is everything always got to be
High heel wearer, hell of a body
My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise
Than catch your s.t.i.s you caught from lying with all those guys/
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