Fucker he never us Motherfucker loved us Ye ain't know you know now From the bottom of my heart I give no Ah shit, nah Just a anthem And I ain't gotta say shit, you gotta ask Nigga that should be Yea, I'm 'bout the paper ho You how money make a ho I to floss hard and ain't had shit Yes, you fake it til you make it So I stayed a Jamaican and I As-salamu alaykum And a of fucking models, only party on occasion And I live up in that but I never left the basement Once you understand trajectory, you to cover bases
Yo, got em covering faces These bitches can't take shit invest myself in nothing These bitches are as shit Fake as shit, it Guess you gotta fake 'til you it then Have some down ass bitches the break and shit Up from bottom, I'm taking them
So, bout the last song I just get a mad with the passion Get a little bit fucked, cerebral It just gets a tough when I'm evil a little more aggressive when I need to And a more reflective when I see you I listen to my pride when it's tucking You just get aggressive when it feeds you Aggressive when it you The lesser evil I tryna have it all, right? Nah I'm just tryna it equal you know me Bitch you me That track yours, better cuff tight Fucking everything nigga OPP Yea, come with the devil Screw your head on tight, dance with a rebel Understand a rose from the thorns and the you know the game yours you don't even need a medal Schoolin these niggas, I might you a scholarship I do it for the passion, you can do it for The for this fame, I just had to go in proper Bet I'm on my behavior, nigga fuckin no apologies
behavior Don't you get it fucked up Worst Nigga, who is up? Yea Worst On my Worst Gold, bitch