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We was 'posed to ball together Why you guarding me? We was 'posed to ball forever Now she tired of me I need a money pile of G's Don't need apologies They won't be proud of me Until I cop them Prada jeans Dropped out of school Shot middle fingers at my college dean Don't care bout being seen I'd rather be behind the scenes It's easy playin' gangster when you hide behind a screen I won't even curse in my next verse I'm finna keep it clean Mama named me Malcolm So I go get it by any means My father told me "You ain't got no friends, watch out for enemies" I keep good exotic in my lungs, that's my home remedy I'll never change I'll probably be this way until I'm 70 Some things just be outta my control I be like "c'est la vie" I see em' watching everything I do like documentaries I can't f- I forgot I said I won't curse on this verse I wrote Ricky Bobby Cause you last if you don't come in first We was 'posed to ball together Why you guarding me? We was 'posed to ball forever Now she tired of me I need a money pile of G's Don't need apologies They won't be proud of me Until I cop them Prada jeans Dropped out of school Shot middle fingers at my college dean Don't care bout being seen I'd rather be behind the scenes It's easy playin' gangster when you hide behind a screen I won't even curse in my next verse I'm finna keep it clean