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These niggas, they switchin' sides and I don't know why Just keep your distance Want no business with you on God Ain't no half-steppin' on this You gotta be all in I'm goin' on a run, try to stop my shine and get hit the fye Knees get weak when I think about you and I don't know why Know you not used to this, but don't trip, baby, be smooth It's cool Lips get loose when I'm off that deuce and I don't know why But it's no more talkin, baby, just pull the panties to the side It's the energy that fills the room when I'm with you And I'll let you see Better parts of me like a magazine What's the issue Now let's get in tune Bitches really don't got shit on you F*ck the silicone And she natural too Play with baby girl and I'm smackin' you I'm done bein' friendly with niggas If you got a problem, then handle it, nigga I'm on my own two, that's who I'm standin' with, nigga I might beat your bitch ass with a candlestick, nigga But hold on Let me chill out I'm about to black out That's the old me, I'm gettin' to the pape now Standing on couches and poppin' my shit now I'm too focused, they try to deter me Had to figure my life out early This was the plan before Lucy birthed me You lazy motherfuckers, man, that shit really irk me I'd be lying if I said it was perfect Lost Damien and Mama Vera in the same year So can't shit really hurt me Can't shit really hurt me Now I'm glad that I got your attention Ass sittin Face card on an honorable mansion Latina mami say, papi, te llamo, que haces por mi I give her the smackdown Pullin' my locs out I beat the box out Leave her stuck Don't know what to do Like a NBA lock out Not God, but I'm the one that they fear and they seek No mumble rap, nigga, I got mouths to feed On a money run, don't got no time to beef Too broke, too frail, like a fronto leaf Little niggas be wrinkles, uh Press them out like a iron, do creases, uh Too clean, can't touch me, I'm too uncontested Feel like I'm Kyrie at the free throw, uh You don't like me Steady watchin' me But don't change that channel Yes, I'm about to blow, burn the money slow Then throw it at you So you see that this shit ain't for show Say that I'm this and that, but still throw me dap I don't get it, you niggas be whack Encrypted image of what niggas lack I'm the definition, I'm no pot to piss in Know if I wanted to make it, I had to go missing Got older, started gettin' that tunnel vision But I watch and I learn like a television Four a.m. when the door came off the hinges Wasn't no bad kid, just made some bad decisions Big brother took the time and my feelings went missing My feelings went missing Not fuckin' with hoes in the club, I'm keepin' my eyes up Too many leeches in the water, gotta move a little smarter I'm fightin, I'm keepin' my guard up Almost lost my life in that parking lot Had a talk with myself, said, go a little harder Breaking curses through verses, do this shit with a purpose For my nephews, my nieces, and my unborn daughters These niggas, they switchin' sides and I don't know why Just keep your distance Want no business with you on God Ain't no half-steppin' on this You gotta be all in I'm goin' on a run, try to stop my shine and get hit the fye Knees get weak when I think about you and I don't know why Know you not used to this, but don't trip, baby, be smooth It's cool Lips get loose when I'm off that deuce and I don't know why But it's no more talkin, baby, just pull the panties to the side (Baby let me tell you something)
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