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

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

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Riding around like Pablo, still talking that
My nina sing soprano, so we leave on a high note
Come out my shell Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John
Make him his name to John Doe
It's me and my lil brother Capo, Lil Marly G, and my bottom
If I'm falling, it's bottom list, if I'm tripping, it's a power
Her pearl like the pearly gates
And what said I'll climb the
My other bitches gotta the bench, and what that said
Bitch you jealous, I'm fly my dreadlocks, propellers
I think should here like ochella, my woman a queen like
And you sleep with the devil
I couldn't be JR for ever, I mean to ruffle your feathers
But I had to spread my wings, trying to get lemon peppered
Got too many pistols, too issues, too many mistakes
Too many miscues, only made me better, it turned me
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 this is a rental
Now the snow is just in, like I broke a window
To an igloo, slow a bitch down like
I get screwed than scrutinize, I rather get used by a cutie pie
If she ain't 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 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 with a donk, as long as the bitch got a donk
And I like, pussy, money, and weed
She "ool I like your cologne"
The last niggas tested us flunk, so please hard, study long
Kill yo wife take the bitch phone
And you to please hurry home
And the rain just turned into blood
It looks like you just come in a storm
And if all pussies cover walls, I you run into your own
I come with that heroin flow, I come with that before
My CMB days are dead, I ain't worried about
I married the MOB, we
And all that shit dead out me of course
It's nothing, a zombie, a
You burnt yourself and was suppose to me the torch
it, I'll see you in forbes nigga

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