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Nigga, I'm 4 The Fucking Wait, it's busy
Racing Ferrari with Lil Reginae, that's
You know I always 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 Wait apologetic, bitch you
Now give us our and our credit

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Riding around Pablo, still talking that blanco
My nina sing soprano, so we going on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than Wayne
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 bottom list, if I'm tripping, a power trip
Her pearl like the pearly gates
And what said I'll climb the
My other bitches ride the bench, and what that said
Bitch you jealous, I'm fly like my dreadlocks,
I should here like ochella, my woman a queen like coretta
And you sleep with the devil
I couldn't be JR for ever, I don't to ruffle 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, 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 because this suit is a
Now the snow is just coming in, I broke a window
To an igloo, a bitch down like mmmemento
I rather get screwed than scrutinize, I rather get 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 wine
In water guns, and shoot other, uh
I get high, like a monk, but postures when I get drunk
And my goons is wilder than gunk, my do's is as bad as my
Met a kind of cute bitch with a donk, as long as the bitch got a
And I like, pussy, money, and weed
She "ool I like your cologne"
The last niggas tested us flunk, so study hard, study long
Kill yo wife then take the phone
And text you to please home
And the rain drops just turned blood
It looks like you just come in from a
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 the MOB, we divorced
And all that shit dead with out me of
It's nothing, a zombie, a
You burnt yourself and was to pass me the torch
Fuck it, I'll see you in forbes

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