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Nigga, I'm Sorry 4 The Fucking Wait, busy
Racing Ferrari with Lil Reginae, that's
You know I come in second place
You hating, written all over your fuckin'

Bitch you jealous, and I was
Bitch you jealous, stunt, stunt, shit nigga lie
a fuck nigga, bitch you jealous
I'm Sorry 4 The apologetic, bitch you jealous
Now give us our and our credit

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

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