Mister

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She stay hitting my phone, asking if I miss her
I ain't trippin on her so I just leave her bitter
I ain't tryna be with her, I ain't tryna be her mister
Drop a deuce in the Fanta, it feel good all in my system
Folks cop a chop with a scope, that bitch shooting missles
I pop a Tes' to ease the stress, the next day, couldn't get up
She say she see a future with us, I ask how she figure
She show me flaw, I cut her off, I trip over my new miss, and

I just moving through, staying out the way
I ain't round like I used to, going through some shit but I just tryna fight through
Niggas always saying it's beef but they ain't slide through
I see you dissing on a slick, you tryna hide too
Just 'cause you cool with bro, don't mean you can't get knock too
Say I was gon' stop dropping music but I have too
And I can't be her mister, that bitch kind of ran through
And she be coming on to me like she's a fan too
Tryna f*ck this bitch and she playing boujee with that cunny
Her boyfriend is a goon, I'd laugh but it ain't funny
And she be coming on to me like she looking for loving
But I can't love you, I immune to it
I want be in love but these gals be into foolishness
Plus I be on the money run, tryna be really rich
We f*ck up couple times but we bouncing back again
And I ain't stop stopping 'til mommy up in a mansion
True to my religion, buddha man all on my fashion
Catch these niggas, pull up on 'em, they asking me, "What happened?"
Niggas take me for a joker, like I just be rapping
In due timing, I tryna go platinum back to back
Niggas dissing and getting catfish from a next man
Old pussy niggas, get the same traits as a gal
Watching all my moves, tryna be me with your goofy ass
Other niggas dissing because little folks buss they ass, they really can't get no pass
But f*ck them niggas, they ain't on shit with they broke ass
Can't even come get me to press a issue
And y'all goofies low level, wouldn't even come to get you
F*ck everyone who against me, I put y'all in my rear view
I mobbing 'til they rest me in a coffin with a suit
They mean mugging like they cutting but they ain't cutting no show
F*ck all the opps and f*ck all of my ex hoes

She stay hitting my phone, asking if I miss her
I ain't trippin on her so I just leave her bitter
I ain't tryna be with her, I ain't tryna be her mister
Drop a deuce in the Fanta, it feel good all in my system
Folks cop a chop with a scope, that bitch shooting missles
I pop a Tes' to ease the stress, the next day, couldn't get up
She say she see a future with us, I ask how she figure
She show me flaw, I cut her off, I trip over my new miss, and

She stay hitting my phone, telling me she miss me
She steady tryna FaceTime kiss me
She was gay, I got her screaming out she strictly dickly
I only be hearing fake ass bitch niggas tryna diss me
Mob living 'til I laying in my grave, gang gang TFE
These niggas talking shit but they ain't doing shit to me
These niggas can't do shit to me
Niggas can't do shit to me

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