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Now I don't really what you call me
Just as long as you don't me bro
I bet they knew as as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she

Streets cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new, I seen it all
But still I like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she

All she wrote, all she
I it's over with, that's all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she

It's stupid how I go in everybody knowin' that I'm
Sewing up the game, destroying life, they me for it
Eventually, see they can't beat with me they join
sworn, under oath or banished, left completely scorned

You tell lies, get caught, nigga rocks
You never did blend in with the big
On the track, ain't no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at, nigga wishin' were this hot

Guess they mad at me huh, really off
Better that than pissed on, I'm the Jetsons, you the
me in the end zone, high stepping, prime time
Thought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my

Like my new Air Yeezy's, you can see me in the time
I get rich off livin' life, check to check, rhymes
So call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice
While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain't in right mind

Now I don't really care what you me
Just as long as you call me bro
I bet they as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's with, that's all she wrote

Streets cold Chicago
Ain't new, I seen it all before
But still I ball no tomorrow
Goodnight, it's with, that's all she wrote

You starin' straight into a of hate, terrible fate
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow
Cupid shot his and missed, wait, Sarah, you're late
Your train left, mascara and egg smeared on face

Night's over, goodbye ho, I that I told you
spilled nut ain't nothin' to cry over
Never shoulda came within range of my Rover shoulda known I was
Soon as I rolled up, any chick who's enough that there I blindfold up

She still come to the crib, must want me to mess with her mind, hold up
She mistook me for some high-roller when I won't buy a
Unless it's rock and rye cola, Satan's
Buy you a bag of Fritos? I wouldn't let you eat the fuckin' chip on my

If you was and I was hair I wouldn't dye for you
Tryin' to pull five from me is like tryin' to pull five molars
You get your eye up, I'm on my straight grizzly
So why would I buy you a gay-ass bear, bitch, you're already bipolar

Now I don't really what you call me
You can even call me
These preachers as soon as they saw me
It's never me get the privilege to know

I roll a desperado
And I don't ever know I'm gonna go
Still, I ball like there's no
it's over and it's all she wrote

The credit roller, curtain closer, over with
But don't get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote shit
Yeah, life is sure a bitch but she know I'm
That why she give me what I want and I just throw her

Here I go again, I this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
Peso, euro, yeah, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gonna be broke
See me posted in anything, any chain
Never see me totin' anything, all you gon' see is bang

It's so nice where I kick it, you never get to visit
Yeah, I'm on level , but you niggas still can get it
over 'fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end it
Won't you the satisfaction of me giving you the business

Yeah, I guess, life is a bitch, ain't it,
And this one thinks the shit
off my back? I wouldn't give you
The off my handkerchief

I'm giving these ho's a dose of own medicine
Let 'em get a good of it
I'm sure you got that relationship by now
But in case you

This dick is so fat, gonna stick your nose to forehead and it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around wasting it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker that clock I'm it, doubling time it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the

It may you pricks to catch on while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man, I still say like there's an apostrophe 'S' on the door
And say McDonalds isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong
But if you're gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the hot dogs, you can get the 'F' on dawg

And on my throne I remain all in my lane
I'm as strong as they came, they were gone fo' came
I don't wanna hang, I hands with the rap gods
They just wanna my hustle, shawty, that's why

Now I don't really care you call me
You can call me cold
I bet they as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it's over with, all she wrote

I like a desperado
And I don't know where I'm gonna go
But still I like there's no tomorrow
Goodnight, over with, that's all she wrote

All she wrote, all she
I said it's over with, all she wrote
All she wrote, all she
Goodnight, it's over with, that's all she