The fact yah's not coming back and that you lost the throne....
Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone
Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you
My change of sense must have spent you- clutch the purse u lost the pen to
You lost your membrane along the way,
From a couple feet awaybut stay away
And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you
My change of sense must have spent you- clutch the purse u lost the pen to
But bravo you made it, you lost the battle and made people believe that you got polio
In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow
That you call the rap game
Imma make it rain
These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case
You lost as soon as you showed up at the gate with that pussy hole on your face
Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches
You lost it at her, the gift you're constantly enamoured with
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