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Intro
Lemme be real right quick

I got 80 some girls who be hittin me up
Dont like the word but won't fuck wit a slut
You throwin a heart im throwin Bs up
She want my dick i ant givin her none
He want the smoke and we shootin the ones
Friend just died ill remember the gun
Im taliban but i ride wit the sun
Can't fuck wit a snitch
Leave him as a bagel
If i ever get rich imma buy me a stable
When you come around my mind is diabled
Your that one channel like my brain is dish cable
Wanna move on but im not able
This time you left was a stab in the navel
Not my forte love is a fable
Im in your past like deadpools cable
Wow hol up lemme refocus
Gone are the nights any would bed
Look at my pocket you seein that red
You sayin im good i know im bad
My brain is zombie like left for dead
Dont come back when i m countin bread
Always forever thats what she said

F33T Lif3 nigga till the breath leave my body