Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still
Im the main one falling down the hill
Dont got many fears but my main fear is me
The good kid from the ugly city
Owned rap made it my do-main,
Ain't heard dc since sardines came
You see its one of my habits
A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips
Lyrical spinach coursed on my main plates for more listening
No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something
Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong
You better remain calm for main terror psalm
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
You were the one that wants to be my ex,
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