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

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 give us our and our credit

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Riding around Pablo, still talking that blanco
My nina sing soprano, so we going leave on a high
Come out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a
Lil Wayne tougher John Wayne
Make him change his to John Doe
me and my lil brother Capo, Lil Marly G, and my bottom bitch
If I'm falling, it's bottom list, if I'm tripping, a power trip
Her pearl tongue like the pearly
And what said I'll climb the
My other gotta ride 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 coretta
And you sleep with the devil
I be JR for ever, I don't mean to ruffle your feathers
But I had to spread my wings, ain't to get lemon peppered
Got too pistols, too many 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 right, it's just you and a tissue
Suit yourself because this is a rental
Now the snow is just in, like I broke a window
To an igloo, slow a down like mmmemento
I get screwed than scrutinize, I rather get used by a cutie pie
If she fucking it's uber time
I rather be advised than
You do the math, we do the
We champagne and expensive wine
In water guns, and shoot 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 like, pussy, money, and weed
She said "ool I your cologne"
The niggas tested us flunk, so please study hard, study long
Kill yo wife then the bitch phone
And you to please hurry home
And the rain drops just into blood
It looks like you just come in from a
And if all cover walls, I hope you run into your own
I come with that flow, I come with that never before
My CMB are dead, I ain't worried about ghost
I married the MOB, we
And all that shit dead with out me of
It's nothing, a zombie, a
You burnt yourself and was suppose to me the torch
Fuck it, see you in forbes nigga

I'm Sorry 4 The Fucking
busy, searching my calender for better days
You turn the page, or tear the page
Y M Young Money nigga, age