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Nigga, I'm Sorry 4 The Fucking Wait, it's
Racing Ferrari Lil Reginae, that's gangsta
You know I always in second place
You hating, it's written all over your

Bitch you jealous, and I was
you jealous, stunt, stunt, shit nigga don't lie
Tell a nigga, bitch you jealous
I'm Sorry 4 The Wait apologetic, you jealous
Now give us our and our credit

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Riding around like Pablo, still that blanco
My nina sing soprano, so we going leave on a note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John
Make him his name to John Doe
It's me and my lil brother Capo, Lil G, and my bottom bitch
If i'm falling, it's list, if i'm tripping, it's a power trip
Her tongue like the pearly gates
And said I'll climb the fence
My bitches gotta ride the bench, and what that said
Bitch you jealous, i'm fly like my dreadlocks,
I think should like ochella, my woman a queen like coretta
And you sleep with the devil
I couldn't be JR for ever, I don't mean to ruffle feathers
But I had to spread my wings, trying to get lemon peppered
Got too pistols, too many issues, too many mistakes
Too many miscues, only me better, it turned me into
The man I am today, i'm new and i'm
I got my shit right, it's just you and a
Suit yourself because suit is a rental
Now the snow is just coming in, like I broke a
To an igloo, slow a bitch down un momento
I rather get screwed scrutinize
I rather get by a cutie pie
If she fucking it's uber time
I rather be advised supervised
You do the math, we do the
We pour champagne and expensive
In water guns, and each other, uh
I get high, like a monk, but postures when I get drunk
And my goons is wilder gunk, my do's is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kind of bitch with a donk
As long as the got a donk
And I like, pussy, money, and weed
She said "ool I like cologne"
The last niggas tested us flunk, so please study hard, study
Kill yo wife then take the phone
And you to please hurry home
And the rain drops turned into blood
It looks you just come in from a storm
And if all pussies cover walls, I hope you run into own
I come with that flow, I come with that never before
My CMB days are dead, I ain't worried about
I the MOB, we divorced
And all that shit dead with out me of
nothing, a zombie, a corpse
You burnt yourself and was suppose to me the torch
it, I'll see you in forbes nigga

I'm Sorry 4 The Wait
It's busy, my calender for better days
You either turn the page, or tear the
Y M Money nigga, never age