Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine
I used to think about you all the time
A twenty somethin cup
I used to be jigga but
I used to live where the flats be,
I was wondering maybe
You must be used to sucking dick,
I never crack i got that chap stick
I remember back when i used to be the person to stay silent in the hallways
I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase
I choose you to be the one, who's music i'll listen to
Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you
Hopin' that my niggas see
Aint the same man i used to be
And be glad to be the one inducting you into the triple 6 shitlist exhibit
You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid
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