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Bitch said she love me, What's the meaning?
Let me get this dirt up off my fleece, aye
To a nightmare from a dream, aye
F*ck a nine-five this the street way
Won't stop gotta get that cheesecake
Bussing down the freeway
No shortcuts I took the hard way
It ain't no way out until you make change
I feel good smellin' like some new money
Spittin' up loogies ahh this shit sick
Posted with them bulls call me Mike Vic
Ain't no Run-N-Duck you might get hit
Talk a lot of shit better have yo gun ready, uh
Watch I elevate with' a hit stick
Fuckin' lil baby she a gymnast
You can have back when I get finished
Run up on these stacks like a poker player
Anywhere I go I am so contagious
Bitch tried to play me how outrageous
Me and my mag we double datin'
Ridin' wit these packs bitch I'm from the pavement
Steppin' outside get them shoes laced
Real niggas shine like some new paint
High off these woods I demon slay
Then f*ck baby good now she want me, aye
Yea I got a condom but that can wait
Jump inside the mall and I demonstrate
Spendin' all these hunnets on lemonade
If u ain't gettin' dollas u just afraid
Gotta double back cus' the customers calling, aye
Ima kill the track if I ever hop on it, aye
From Deanna couchie but was born to be self made
I ain't here to play no game
We talkin' land investments, Bout to kick down the door frame
When I slide dolo I be pushin' the propane
Whip all black cus' I know this life get strange
No run I take aim, pray the lord forgive me, aye
Cus' niggas blackout
I won't back out
I can't back down
What's a crap out?
Do no tap out
You a cash cow
Don't chase, But get the bag now
Make it work out
If I was tired I fell asleep where I was parked
You know, I was on the road after dark
The police on my ass wasn't nervous though
Everything I been through it was worth it, Perfect
You ain't gotta holla surgery
You see I walked in off my own strength
I was just in shock when he shot me
But y'all dealin' wit the Real
Bitch said she love me, What's the meaning?
Let me get this dirt up off my fleece, aye
To a nightmare from a dream, aye
F*ck a nine-five this the street way
Won't stop gotta get that cheesecake
Bussin one hundred fifty-two down the freeway
No shortcuts I took the hard way
It ain't no way out until you make change