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left home
On the streets of New York, now I'm free
But with freedom comes big responsibility
I used to walk around driven by the force
I remember how
fucked a girl at summer camp
Change the story so the fam believe me
Them days ain't over
My mentality was changing as I got older
Promising an album by
Got a new chain now my neck cold
Got a new bitch do what she told
Bought a new whip and its rose gold
Saw my ex girl give a mean scold
Made her tear
I used to love his karate
But even he snitched, he told on Peter Gotti
Pillow-talk wit' cha girl about that German Ruger
Got her in a small room
I am just so sick of it
I am just so sick of it sick of it sick of it 
Sick of this shit 

Girls don't pay attention to me 
Unless i have 
Some type
lessons, getting noticed by professors
But my sleep ain't getting better, counting sheep along with Deckard
I been eating like I'm Lecter, but I source my
going on 28
I took my girl to Pandora nigga brought her a ring
We still fornicate
Brought her a ring that's made for a promise
Abide by the terms gotta
understand why you act like that
Beware lock your doors tuck your chainz proceed with caution

It ain't safe. keep the fifth by the Bible
It's a home
it off
(No they are saying you cannot do it)
Take that shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha
it off
(No they are saying you cannot do it)
Take that shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha
skirt-chasing, I guess
It's arrivederci, same nurse, just heard say they're unplugging me
And it's your birthday, Jade, I'm missing your birthday
Baby girl, I'm
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind 
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
to Lil' Mama
I be pop ballin' by the dollars, am I Madonna? Obama?
I'm on the top of the game, shorty stop at the gate
I'm on the phone with the bank
speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove

I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year
Just to get a glimpse, girls breakin' they neck, man 
Blinded by the light glistenin' off the brake lane
Bow hot as ever, I ain't lost no step
Nothing sad as that day my girl father past away
So I promised to Mr. Rainey I'm gonna marry your daughter
And you know I gotta thank you for the way that
a war 
And 200,000 more to even look hard 

You better drop your flag and withdraw 
My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
Yeah, what would I say about myself a couple months ago
I went from crying in my car for a basic girl
To sitting in the car and speeding on the road
hours
24 hours, 24 hours
Even though you don't know me
You still can get 24 hours

Girl by the way
I been drinking Bombay
And I ain't come to talk
I was
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by

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