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Yea, I'm high then a bitch
Yea, I'm high then a bitch
Why in the f*ck would you lie to that bitch
Why in the f*ck would you lie to that bitch
Tell you the truth, you can die with that bitch
Kill my brudda, it's up in the sky with that bitch
Hope my bruddas all stay on my side when you switch
Told my brudda to chill nigga we ain't rich
I ain't popping no pill, I ain't got a itch
I ain't got time to chill nigga with yo bitch
Can't be sitting around man that shit make me sick
If it ain't making money, it ain't making sense
I don't got no friends cause that shit end with end
I do not have time to fake kick or pretend
You talking to me better know sumn
You talking to me better know sumn
Don't wanna hear what you thought, what you know?
Don't wanna talk bout that shit, it's too old
Leaving my heart in the street, it's too cold
Leaving that bitch on the block, she a hoe
Love the backwood cause that shit burn slow
I don't really give a f*ck bout the club, won't go
I should start giving a f*ck bout shit, I know
But it's hard when a nigga don't care about shit
And I'm done with the broads, I don't care about a bitch
Everybody only give me short end of the stick
I don't even like to smile when a nigga take a pic
Ain't shown teeth in a while
Still a young nigga, used to be wild
Still a young nigga, holding shit down
Yea, I'm high then a bitch
Yea, I'm high then a bitch
Why in the f*ck would you lie to that bitch
Why in the f*ck would you lie to that bitch
Tell you the truth, you can die with that bitch
Kill my brudda, it's up in the sky with that bitch
Hope my bruddas all stay on my side when you switch
Told my brudda to chill nigga we ain't rich
I ain't popping no pill, I ain't got a itch
I ain't got time to chill nigga with yo bitch
Can't be sitting around man that shit make me sick
If it ain't making money it ain't making sense
I don't got no friends cause that shit end with end
I do not have time to fake kick or pretend