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

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

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Riding around like Pablo, still that blanco
My nina soprano, so we going leave on a high note
out my shell like Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil tougher than John 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 tongue like the pearly
And what said I'll the fence
My other bitches gotta ride the bench, and that said
you jealous, I'm fly like my dreadlocks, propellers
I think should here 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 to get lemon peppered
Got too pistols, too many issues, too many mistakes
Too many miscues, only me better, it turned me into
The man I am today, I'm new and I'm
I got my shit right, it's just you and a
Suit yourself this suit is a rental
Now the is just coming in, like I broke a window
To an igloo, slow a down like mmmemento
I rather get than scrutinize, I rather get used by a cutie pie
If she ain't 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, like a monk, but postures when I get drunk
And my goons is wilder gunk, my do's is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kind of cute bitch with a donk, as 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 then take the phone
And text you to please home
And the rain drops just into blood
It like you just come in from a storm
And if all pussies cover walls, I hope you run into own
I come with that heroin flow, I come with never before
My CMB days are dead, I ain't about ghost
I the MOB, we divorced
And all that shit dead with out me of
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 4 The Fucking Wait
It's busy, searching my calender for days
You either the page, or tear the page
Y M Young nigga, never age