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Yuh all these bitches fools I came into the game now all these bitches drool They be fucking with me cause they know that I'm cool I got that bitch Whitney she fuckin on my stool Yuh and I don't follow no rules Cause I gotta go No time for these lames No time for these hoes Water like a hose I'm back inside yo bitch What she even know? I'm back inside the stu For my fuckin bros yuh Stay ten toes above you There ain't no reason I just wanted love too I can't change it I'm so cold it's ice my veins bitch And it still be rainin Everyday wonder when the seasons changing And my hearts still cold And now I'm growing old But still don't know Where I'm gon go And I don't know what I'm gon do And I keep tryna prove to you I could make it all come true But I guess that's not enough though I could cut throats I said enough shit I prolly got enough quotes But listen what I'm tryna say I could make a flow blow up like it's a fucking hand grenade Then I let it marinate Sing yo bitch a serenade She taste like some Minute Maid You know that shit lemonade I ain't ever have no aid Gettin paid since the day I was laid I got money flows they be hittin like a blade Grade A Fuckin with yo bitch she gettin played