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Nigga, I'm Sorry 4 The Fucking Wait, busy
Racing Ferrari with Lil Reginae, gangsta
You know I always in second place
You hating, it's written all your fuckin'

Bitch you jealous, and I was
Bitch you jealous, stunt, stunt, nigga don't lie
Tell a nigga, bitch you jealous
I'm Sorry 4 The Wait apologetic, you jealous
Now give us our cash and our

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Riding around like Pablo, still that blanco
My sing soprano, so we going leave on a high note
Come out my shell Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than Wayne
Make him change his to John Doe
me and my lil brother Capo, Lil Marly G, and my bottom bitch
If i'm falling, bottom list, if i'm tripping, it's a power trip
Her pearl tongue like the pearly
And said I'll climb the fence
My other bitches gotta ride the bench, and what that
Bitch you jealous, i'm fly my dreadlocks, propellers
I should here like ochella, my woman a queen like coretta
And nigga you sleep with the
I couldn't be JR for ever, I mean to ruffle your feathers
But I had to spread my wings, ain't trying to get lemon
Got too pistols, too many issues, too many mistakes
Too many miscues, only made me better, it turned me
The man I am today, i'm new and i'm
I got my right, it's just you and a tissue
Suit yourself because suit is a rental
Now the snow is just coming in, like I broke a
To an igloo, slow a bitch down like un
I rather get screwed than
I rather get by a cutie pie
If she fucking it's uber time
I rather be advised than
You do the math, we do the
We champagne and expensive wine
In water guns, and each other, uh
I get high, meditate like a monk, but postures when I get
And my is wilder than gunk, my do's is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kind of bitch with a donk
As as the bitch got a donk
And I like, pussy, money, and weed
She said "ool I like cologne"
The niggas tested us flunk, so please study hard, study long
Kill yo wife then take the bitch
And text you to hurry home
And the rain drops just turned blood
It looks like you just come in from a
And if all pussies cover walls, I hope you run your own
I come with heroin flow, I come with that never before
My CMB days are dead, I ain't about ghost
I the MOB, we divorced
And all that shit with out me of course
nothing, a zombie, a corpse
You burnt yourself and was to pass me the torch
Fuck it, I'll see you in nigga

I'm Sorry 4 The Wait
It's busy, searching my for better days
You either turn the page, or tear the
Y M Young nigga, never age