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Nigga, I'm Sorry 4 The Fucking Wait, 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
you jealous, stunt, stunt, shit nigga don't lie
Tell a fuck nigga, bitch you
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 like a
Lil Wayne tougher than John
him change his name to John Doe
It's me and my lil brother Capo, Lil Marly G, and my bottom
If I'm falling, it's list, if I'm tripping, it's a power trip
Her pearl tongue like the pearly
And said I'll climb the fence
My other gotta ride the bench, and what that said
Bitch you jealous, I'm fly like my dreadlocks,
I think here like ochella, my woman a queen like coretta
And nigga you sleep the devil
I couldn't be JR for ever, I don't mean to ruffle your
But I had to spread my wings, ain't to get lemon peppered
Got too many pistols, too many issues, too 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 you and a tissue
yourself because this suit is a rental
Now the snow is just coming in, like I a window
To an igloo, a bitch down like mmmemento
I get screwed than scrutinize, I rather get used by a cutie pie
If she ain't it's uber time
I rather be than supervised
You do the math, we do the
We pour champagne and wine
In water guns, and shoot other, uh
I get high, meditate like a monk, but postures when I get
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 long as the bitch got a
And I like, pussy, money, and weed
She said "ool I like cologne"
The niggas tested us flunk, so please study hard, study long
Kill yo wife then take the bitch
And text you to please hurry
And the drops just turned into blood
It looks you just come in from a storm
And if all pussies cover walls, I hope you run your own
I come that heroin 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 with out me of course
nothing, a zombie, a corpse
You burnt and was suppose to pass me the torch
Fuck it, I'll see you in nigga

I'm Sorry 4 The Fucking
It's busy, searching my calender for better
You either turn the page, or the page
Y M Money nigga, never age