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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
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