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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 No more Questions No more Questions No more Questions No more Questions No more