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Nigga, I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, it's busy
Racing Ferrari with Lil Reginae, gangsta
You know I come in second 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 4 The Wait apologetic, bitch you jealous
Now give us our and our credit

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Riding like Pablo, still talking 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 Wayne tougher John Wayne
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, bottom list, if i'm tripping, it's a power trip
Her pearl tongue like the gates
And what said I'll the fence
My bitches gotta ride the bench, and what that said
you jealous, i'm fly like my dreadlocks, propellers
I should here like ochella, my woman a queen like coretta
And nigga you sleep 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 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 shit right, it's just you and a
Suit yourself because suit is a rental
Now the is just coming in, like I broke a window
To an igloo, slow a bitch down un momento
I rather get than scrutinize
I rather get used by a pie
If she ain't fucking it's time
I rather be than supervised
You do the math, we do the
We pour champagne and expensive
In guns, and shoot each other, uh
I get high, meditate a monk, but postures when I get drunk
And my goons is wilder than gunk, my is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kind of cute bitch a donk
As long as the got a donk
And I like, pussy, money, and weed
She said "ool I like cologne"
The last niggas us flunk, so please study hard, study long
Kill yo wife then take the phone
And text you to hurry home
And the rain drops just turned blood
It looks like you just come in from a
And if all pussies walls, I hope you run into your own
I come with that heroin flow, I come with never before
My CMB days are dead, I worried about ghost
I married the MOB, we
And all that shit dead out me of course
It's nothing, a zombie, a
You burnt yourself and was suppose to me the torch
Fuck it, I'll see you in nigga

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