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I don't want you to be my dog cuz all the hatin' shit be hurtin' me I peep the way these niggas move and I can't let it get to me I got fancy hoes, Kentucky derby, bad bitch, she like Zah Bag her up and then I break her, she say, Daddy, please don't stop Your bitch tryna spend the night, she pack her bags and I might let her Hoe I got my own shit goin' on, don't need your business Talkin' all that tough shit ain't a factor, why the f*ck you bitchin' Ayy, she like when I'm in Palm, angels, hoes wanna style me now I can take it to the moon, baby, after I break you down Whole time you a ten, babe, you a thirty when you smile But you would think they love me, whole time wanna bring me down Out the hood, got it off the muscle, you don't know none about that struggle I couldn't swim, but I was in that water, you couldn't tell me shit They be like, where you been They like, damn, jit, what happened? You used to be the man But they don't know, I lost my brother, then I lost my friend One man, band, that's just how it is My brother took a bullet to the chest, I've been fucked up since I've been tryin' not to sin It's the fuckin' life we live, it's the life we live Cause , I've been drinkin' all that drink and poppin' all these pills If you ain't talkin' bout no money, I won't even call back And if you ever disrespect me, I'ma have to fall back Cause I'm the type of nigga come with nothin', leave with somethin Cause we got thirty's, blocks , & sticks, so we can't get the bumpin I don't want you to be my dog, cause all the hatin' shit be hurtin' me I peep the way these niggas movin', I can't let it get to me I got fancy hoes, Kentucky Derby, bad bitch, she like za Bag her up and then I break her, she say, daddy, please don't stop I got fancy hoes, Kentucky Derby, baby, she like za

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