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Nope, It ain't happening, not here. You ain't finna get a fast
come up over here shawty. HELL NAW!!

[Verse 1: Yo
Shawty was so real in '96
the big life all the ice and all the bricks
Was small grindin', high school rhymin'
broke up with my bitch so it was like perfect timing
She a dime piece, she wouldn't a nine piece
But bout a six or a seven but was real

But she was in other words thugged-out
But she was trafficing and manufacturin' out
She was a little older she was a bolder
all my other hoes, she drove a blue Corolla
We used to walk to class, I to hold her folder
You know that green shit to win her over
But fuck it, I'm a soldier, by now she should've
That ya boy gone spit vocals or sell yola
She had nice future thought-out with a plan
But let me tell you how this was trying to break a man

Tryin', tryin', to a man
I understand

2: Yo Gotti]
I told you she was real, at I thought she was
I fucked with her for years, but that was just
The situation seemed it was meant to be
Until the money came I thought we was the team
I worked a harder, yes, i was like my father
All through the rain, sleet, and snow it was no tomorrow
I had to my dollars, real niggaz do real things like the lifetime in
volume 1 of Carter
I started cars, she started flippin' out
I tried to figure out the fuck she bitchin' bout
She go a little crazy, she got a little
No more with future plans and goals she only talkin
only talkin maybe
She constantly give me
Don't wanna hustle don't work, I guess she out to get me
My money won't decrease by any
I ain't gone give you shit, you ain't break a man

[Verse 3: Nakia
Now we didn't have a pot to in
that's when you would listen
My down ass bitch, just playin yo postion
This before you had my son, this I had a name
before i copped the deal, this before I let it WANG
Told you was my plan was to try to up on some change
Do my out of town, i got to hoppin' on the planes
All the time away home, shit you wasn't in my trust
I'm out of town Rap Hustlin', doing this shit for us
All of a you need some space, so I let you breathe
and got yo own place, and I was wrong for lettin' you leave?
Now I'm back to fuckin' hoes, back to fuckin' bitched friends
Seen the spot I'm livin' in, got mad I went and got the Benz
Now you some dividends, now you wanna go to court
I Nick everything he need, why you filing child support?
Left me, and now you hurt you ain't in my plans
You got me fucked up and you tryin' to Break a man (DAMN)

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