Don Mack 2 (Freestyle)

The lonely
The loneliness man in town
My heart is in the lost in found

It's just me cruising in this four Matic bens
I'm for the win i ain't got no time for no sucker shit
You not my twin you not my kin bitch you not my kind
I had to double back you know my last bitch was a dime
But i'm chasing blue notes bitch i'm not chasing change
But you can still find me on the same block i started on
Yea this glizzy in my g-stars with a couple stacks
This some play money but it's enough to get yo ass whacked
This some play money but with it i can get a n whacked
Pullup with them 762's they known to sweep streets

N thought it was sweet they thought i hit my peak
I put a washer in my circle bitch it ain't no leaks
My cougar hoe gotta bag i call her nene leakes
Bitch said she want a birkin must be talking flee
Yea i used to play for keeps now i don't play at all
Lil baby said her period on gone and give me jaw
Bitch i'm hood and i'm balling call me john wall

Told the bitch my money long she said how tall
Baby it's higher then the clouds it'll never fall
Matter fact my shit got training wheels i'm not taking them off
That pussy poking through them panties baby take them off
These hoes be really on my dick and i can't get them off

Yea it's five o'clock i'm on the block with that thing on me
I ain't talking sleep bitch i'm in my pj's
I just ran through 60 bags i can't make this up
We some real n they don't make em no more like us
Just had a hoe fly out to see me off her own dollar
I'm known for having za but used to slang that cauliflower
I'm known for having za hella p's in the mini van
Don kel too many flavors i'm like the candy man n
Hella sticks ain't selling none
That choppa like a treadmill it's gone make you run n



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Writer(s): Kevin Bailey
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