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When you come from the struggle, know this shit really a game
I ain't have to show a dollar, she gone fuck off of the name
Yea I ran me up some change, but promise I'll never change
She say I overwork myself, she just used to fucking with lames
This a one way stop on the way to get them M's
Thought he was P, bout it bout it, 'til his ass caught them chills
Momma said open up to her, hard to do it off these pills
Switch to sport, dripping wet, but I'm out here in that field
I was cool and laid back, now I'm turning up
Bro told me show my ass, cause they ain't notice us
Out here hitting niggas bitches, you ain't learned enough
Knew he was a police, that boy love to cuff
I keep throwing this shit on, they think it's for occasion
Know my wardrobe crazy, I'm just acting lazy
Yea they dick suck me now, they use to hoe yo baby
Got to put that shit on, I use to wear old navy
Yea, his ass better be scared, cause he ain't green over here
Said she want a love letter, I need more lean my dear
Them niggas pussies, I don't even know how to fear
So many sticks, the police get behind us, switch the gear
Got this cup on me, bitch say I'm buzzing
Going loco, hit my bitches by the dozen
Say I'm different, I done fucked her and her cousin
Remember she was playing with me, now she open like a oven
Same niggas talk down, look up now
Told yo ass I was the man, I ain't say one lie
Yea that lil bitch a freak, she like to fuck ha
Give her good dick, and then I'm gone that's a good bye

Hundred racks ain't shit, that ain't no real goal
Thought that boy was 100, but he still told
Making money on the strip, just to fill his nose
They say I'm sick, it's like Covid, you might get exposed
If you don't rep them 3 letters, I can't hang with you
I see why you love that bitch, cause she a dick kisser
I'll throw money on a stock, before I tip strippers
My bitch just like Akon, cause she a go getter
Sitting on yo ass, ain't getting money, you should be ashamed
Fuck the event up, niggas wishing that they never came
Bro Debo, when he come, these niggas tuck they chain
If he ain't dead we hit his block, and dropped 100 canes
I feel like Kanye, you can't tell me nothing
Give them a race, shit too easy, I just press a button
Calm down, she still yours, we was just busy fucking
Was all in her, she said she love me, but it don't mean nothing
Ain't catching up, niggas far through the telescope
We get it in through the mail, like a envelope
Cuz in the kitchen, whipping up like he stirring yolk
You see a name in that room, get yo pass revoked
Need a warning sign for niggas, they ain't see me coming
Was fucked up, I lost bro off a empty stomach
We got the loc, I was tryna go empty something
What's love, I keep feeling like my shit be numbing



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Writer(s): Javion Owen
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