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

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

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Riding like Pablo, still talking that blanco
My nina sing soprano, so we going leave on a note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a
Lil Wayne tougher John Wayne
him change his name to John Doe
It's me and my lil Capo, Lil Marly G, and my bottom bitch
If I'm falling, bottom list, if I'm tripping, it's a power trip
Her pearl tongue the pearly gates
And what said I'll the fence
My other gotta ride the bench, and what that said
you jealous, I'm fly like my dreadlocks, propellers
I think here like ochella, my woman a queen like coretta
And nigga you sleep the devil
I couldn't be JR for ever, I don't mean to your feathers
But I had to spread my wings, ain't to get lemon peppered
Got too many pistols, too many issues, too many
Too many miscues, only 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 because this suit is a rental
Now the snow is just coming in, like I broke a
To an igloo, slow a down like mmmemento
I rather get screwed than scrutinize, I rather get used by a pie
If she ain't fucking it's uber
I rather be advised supervised
You do the math, we do the
We pour champagne and wine
In water guns, and each other, uh
I get high, meditate like a monk, but postures when I get
And my goons is than gunk, my do's is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kind of bitch with a donk, as long as the bitch got a donk
And I smell like, pussy, money, and
She said "ool I like cologne"
The niggas tested us flunk, so please study hard, study long
Kill yo then take the bitch phone
And text you to please home
And the rain just turned into blood
It like you just come in from a storm
And if all cover walls, I hope 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 ghost
I married the MOB, we
And all that dead with out me of course
It's nothing, a zombie, a
You burnt and was suppose to pass me the torch
it, I'll see you in forbes nigga

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