I be flying high, six mile high club no reason to be asking why. I had too many ties with weak niggaz I had to cut loose, too many hits to my conscience and I’m supposed to trust who. You gotta numb your feelings cause niggaz like to gossip, talking reckless trying to drive you to hop up. Ratchets under the car seats, pass it, incase these dudes want to exchange the flame from burners, when it hits it’ll feel like it was a slap from Ike Turner. The mass appeal is real for real.
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You can try me if you want but I wouldn’t advise it stupid, the shit I squirt in your spine ain’t gonna be the same you get from Cupid. (Group of men voices “ Who said we were done.”) Who dis, who dis the truth is I’m ruthless, definitely no toothless.
I don’t want to lose in anything I do.
So choose actions wisely, walk tall words aren’t enough to make them think of you highly.
I don’t want to lose in anything I do.
Focus on your movements so your always a couple steps ahead, once others get you to deter you automatically losing bread.
I don’t want to lose in anything I do.
Beware of the evils that others are willing to do, so in order to triumph you have to focus on you.
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You can try me if you want but I wouldn’t advise it stupid, the shit I squirt in your spine ain’t gonna be the same you get from Cupid. (Group of men voices “ Who said we were done.”) Who dis, who dis the truth is I’m ruthless, definitely no toothless.