I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want
Fighting sloppy,you could not knock me,off,you always looking soft,
Wanna see you work your body
You don't wanna fuck with me/
You were the one that always made me see.
Third ward general, young cash money
And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame
Told me to be truthful not always with hate or no shame
And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches
What you wouldn't be always told myself watch who you eat with
Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out
Around me would always abuse it with rappers talking bout
Mama always told me if you do somethin', do it right,
Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side
And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone
You would always go with your biys and leave me on my own,
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