Cause i ain't mad at cha
But do ya know what fuck ya!
Put you in a landfill aww that shit would be perfect
I ain't trynna be politically correct
But money never lasts, in fact it's only last
You nearly pissed ya pants as ya extended ya hand,
Sickness coming at ya but ya already dead
Now i don’t know if you was trying to check
I ain't, mad, at cha
Just to come and shoot ya
But it was africa the continent we all came from
''aww does it still hurt?! here haha!'' die! everyone!
My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes
Fast life ya behind ,ya currency just declines
So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies
Ya full of ya self, get ya cock out ya mouth before ya jump in this beef
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