Fame
Jerrel
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Ok Yo baby daddy Blood I know niggas in his set They gone turn that nigga Crip I put these blues on his head Mama know the city crazy For Christmas I got a Vest Niggas catch me out here slipping She gone feel it in her chest And what you mean she don't feel me Lost God in the flesh Paper work the whole team Now you signed to the best Boy you know I been hustler I talk birds like a Vet Don't repeat it like a parrot But they flying from the west To you its life You just living Me I'm searching This a quest Gotta learn to play the pieces This ain't checkers this chess I got pimp in my step Codeine Pills or high tech Undercovers look like niggas So the sales indirect And I got mail to collect I might trap till I die Got me thru the robbery And I just took that as a sign I don't bang I ain't slime She get banged from behind Phone rang when I slayed Lil bitch lost her mind She only want me for the fame So I slid her off to Nig Nigga kept his mouth shut and went and beat a 3 to 5 She ain't want me for the fame So I fucked her outside Told the driver take her home I'm laying down I'm tired She ain't know me fo the fame So she think I got time So much shit you gotta prove don't even waste my time Let's say I show you all these things Really enter my mind You'll understand You just need to let me f*ck one time I was in there straight stunned Her ass weigh like 3 tons And she got that hoe moving like a nigga on the run Off the perk bout slumped Fat blizzy of the skunk Cant just party in the city they get jiggy with they guns I be focused on my funds I ain't tryna have fun Dollars running through my head Like maybe you the one In the whip when it spun Coulda died but I wasn't God told me in 08 I wouldn't go out like my cousin I was rapping at yo funeral I know you see how I'm buzzing And the way these hoes act I coulda fucked em by the dozens And it's crazy cuz I doesn't I been chilling cuz its nothing Easy picking choosing hoes When I done came into some money Suck it till ya nose runny Make it bust ya know something She done graduated school But the bitch throat dummy We was in that ol skool Top down Show something All this rap I been doing Flipped more than coke money She only want me for the fame So I slid her off to Nig Nigga kept his mouth shut and went and beat a 3 to 5 She ain't want me for the fame So I fucked her outside Told the driver take her home I'm laying down I'm tired She ain't know for the fame So she think I got time So much shit you gotta prove don't even waste my time Let's say I show you all these things Really enter my mind You'll understand You just need to let me f*ck one time
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