what you do i do it better

my bitch bad she a la vogue
too crossed need a valet home
sometimes i wanna break my bones
i just be tripping need woosah
i fell in love with the mula
tell me if you riding yo homegirl crew riding
look round its too many mini me's i had to ask myself what im gone do bout it
some of yall gotta die
im missing you more than life
shit still the same but i try
apologize all the time
i never felt backstabbed, i thought we moved past that
but niggas move snakey to me
i ain't with allat being humble
i ain't with allat acting like shit ain't happen
like shit wasn't spoke
like names ain't crossed niggas mouths
im talking bout ones below
couple shots now yo windows blown
ignorant shit i get into those
you need a savior a antidote
knew i was never a fan of bro
so when he fell off i didn't give a fuck
im steady popping my shit cuz im nice
you disagree nigga get on the mic
i guarantee you ain't talking bout shit
hatred and pain boa thats my ammunition
i spray a motherfuckin fire to balenci
if you ain't tryna motherfuckin die then what is it?
stay on yo motherfuckin side and shut yo lips
bitch



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