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Nigga, I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, it's busy
Racing Ferrari with Lil Reginae, gangsta
You know I always come in place
You hating, it's written all 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 Wait apologetic, you jealous
Now give us our cash and our

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Riding around like Pablo, still that blanco
My nina soprano, so we going leave on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a
Lil Wayne tougher than John
Make him change his name to 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, it's a trip
Her tongue like the pearly gates
And what I'll climb the fence
My bitches 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 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, ain't trying to get lemon
Got too many pistols, too many issues, too many
Too many miscues, only made me better, it me into
The man I am today, I'm new and I'm
I got my shit right, it's you and a tissue
Suit yourself because this suit is a
Now the snow is coming in, like I broke a window
To an igloo, slow a bitch like mmmemento
I rather get screwed scrutinize, I rather get used by a cutie pie
If she ain't fucking it's uber
I rather be advised than
You do the math, we do the
We pour and expensive wine
In guns, and shoot each other, uh
I get high, meditate like a monk, but postures I get drunk
And my goons is than gunk, my do's is as bad as my don'ts
Met a of cute bitch with a donk, as long as the bitch got a donk
And I smell like, pussy, money, and
She "ool I like your cologne"
The niggas tested us flunk, so please study hard, study long
Kill yo wife take the bitch phone
And text you to please hurry
And the rain drops just into 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 never
My CMB days are dead, I worried about ghost
I married the MOB, we
And all shit dead with out me of course
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
It's busy, searching my for better days
You turn the page, or tear the page
Y M Young nigga, never age