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Dear Mrs. bill
I know you just your job
mean to disrespect ya
But we been going through this thing since way
I told you I get the dough I would pay back
But I got baby
I got problems baby
So why you talking about the money I owed
Like as if I didn't know man it don't mean to me
Cos right now I got my boy crying and my grandmother dying
you please stop fucking with me
Listen here I ain't looking for no tears but my brother got a
And my mother keep smoking shit
On top of that i'm broke please put that in your
For the next one to call me up talking that
And I holla

I just ain't into shit anymore
I might lose control
I feel letting it go
Please just me
I need to be
And if i'm wrong let me be wrong
Just leave me

Dear Mr.
Ay am I wrong or you supposed to keep the peace man
I have swore that I was driving pretty peaceful
So why the is you pulling over me for
Is it this Mercedes
Oh no I get it I get it I get it
Or cos i'm hmm maybe
Yeah hey me why my hands start sweating
And I hold my breath time that you get behind me

I my music down so you won't hear a sound
Man i'm nervous like I got a pounds on me
You pulled me over you on me
With your tell me what do you see
Thug niggas dealers it's a trip
Every nigga in this whip got a mother fucking college

I just ain't into this anymore
I just lose control
I feel like it go
Please leave me
I to be left
And if i'm wrong let me be wrong
Just leave me

Yea, my middle finger to the law, bustin off, touch the sky
My said, "Impossible", but I'm a fuckin try
Plus how he gon' me, he don't make the rules
There's dying everyday, but we don't make the news
Instead they talkin bout some thunderstorm,
Timmy got his bike stole, top story, Tiger "be fuckin all these white hoes"
stop snitchin
Cut the commercial, he be all the side bitches, hey my goodness
How ironic, on trial for possession of chronic
My came to court, man he was higher than the comet
Hey your honor, is you How you sit above me?
Are you motherfucker, how you finna judge me?
When you home you don't cuss, drink and puff us
cops is bad boys, baby just like Puff
They hate jobs and they days be fucked up like us
At the end of the day, you niggas like us