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Life been going well but inner demons causing issues To any ex that hear this song i swear I don’t miss you Didn’t shed a tear when homie died but I grabbed tissues Can’t wait to wipe his killer nose since Murder what he into Had dreams to be a star get my own venue Hungry models in my car dick on the menu Judge me hardly so far though my words been true Been a victim covered scars hide the pain I been through Back selling back smokin but the drinking slowed Black mixed with German that’s baby momma goals One week relationship other week hoes In my blood it’s player shit just how it goes From my momma f*ck my daddy ‘less you mention Chico Different blood but he was blood what he love me for He called me son not for fun that’s my fucking hero Since I was young he was the one other dude a zero That’s why I hate to be a dead beat without an option Kairen still ain’t met his parent like this shit adoption I Hate his momma on my soul that bitch a livin toxin See her ass in the store we might start boxin Naa I’m playing I won’t hit her I won’t fuckin rock her I’m just saying ain’t no killer I won’t fuckin pop her But some niggas and some bitches wanna fucking stomp her Get the picture got some ghost that wanna fuckin haunt her Ayeee Want the reason for the fucking hate Had my baby got mad cause we couldn’t date I got married I was glad she was acting fake Out the country got a picture with my own face 8months prior would’ve told me then we really straight Three years later still then kept my fucking son away Daily pains from this shit y’all can’t relate Desperate bitch bitter shit accusing me of rape