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What's good with you

Still remember being in the hood with you

Money got these bitches on my Johnson so badly

They tried to spin me in cali it got bumpy like acne

I got a lot but I want much more

I wanted more then I deserve I

Picked you up and dropped you off

Like a curb side

You showed me the best of you

With your third eye

Never out loud

You made the hairs of my body stick up like I was Al falfa

DTB these bitches ain't loyal can not vouch for them

You wasn't with me when I slept on the couch now I'm

In my city they treat me like Gilly in Philly

If I give you game it's gone be worth like a Billy

Gave a bitch my heart she let it go in a river

It's a whole nother story

This ain't Bobby and Whitney

I got a whole lot of money you could spend it with me

Snack the soul out a nigga you think it's funny ain't shiggy

I'm not a role model nigga I got killas with me

Holes in your body but you could never be 50

And I got bruise once for loving a girl

Confused thinking bitch ass niggas was so thorough

Paddy wagon use to spin the block

Was only selling weed

I rather see that nigga in a box before he tell on me

Out of all the altercations with the oops

That Never fell on me

And now it's conversations with the ockys bout its investments baby

Did I stutter

All these m&m's got niggas acting shady

I miss BUTTA

When they killed my friend

I felt like blasting something

Shit was all good if you ask me

Till you started asking bout Tiffany and Ashley

I look through your phone I ain't gone lie you did me badly

You looked through my phone what you expect to see I'm nasty

Don't ask me shit don't hit me up bout no bullshit

Especially when you interrupting me while I'm working

I pick you up you said bring the car with the curtains

Girls that I deserted I don't deserve them

Will you be with me when it all falls down

Look at the Richie baby time will tell

If I get the best of you then I have to

Show you the best of me

But can you stop asking me questions

About who I'm texting

Girl I'm good if you ask me

I never did Tiffany or Ashley just ask them

Baby if i got it you got it and I got mad funds

It's okay to treat me like an arcade you can have fun

These rap niggas my sons and if they breed I got grandsons

And things she wanna know about me

You keep on asking me questions

About who I'm texting

And about who I'm sexting

And I can't take it no more

You keep interrupting my flexing

Who you think you checking

Girl you could go get the stepping

Cause I can't take it no no

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