And you can do you, baby, I'ma do me But don't worry about me when I'm winning
Thank God for a prayer, I admit it, I've been sinnin', I admit it
I've been spinnin' in my booties and I'm drivin'
And man, since I seen my little children, I can't get up on my feelings
All I think about is killin'
And my brother's talkin' down on me
And my bitch, she fuckin' round on me
My baby mama tell my new bitch I won't make it
She damn to crush my dreams and I be lyin' if I ain't say it
And I can't * when I'm * up, so why you naked?
Diamonds and designer, I just hope you see my greatness
I'm so sick and tired of bein' patient, I ain't waitin'
Just a month ago, I was in my room, I was in my room

A month ago, when I was trappin' in that bacon
Stickin' by your mama's house to show you I ain't fakin'
Steppin' up on niggas, show you niggas I ain't lazy
Switchy cook a nigga, have him fry, have him bacon
Woody right beside me, classy shootin' on that Draco
You know I changed my mind, so I ain't send her to the keg
I ain't fuckin' with you niggas, but I gotta keep it cordial
Kill her for my water, cause I play in certain quarters
You aren't worth it for the body, so instead we gon' start her
Exercise and I went bro to you, it's Remy since the school bus
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
You can do you, baby, I'ma do me
But don't worry about me when I'm winnin'
Thank God for a prayer, I admit it, I've been sinnin'
I admit it, I've been spinnin' in my broodies and I'm drivin'
In a minute, since I seen my little children
I can't get up on my feelings, all I think about is killin'
And my brother's talkin' out on me
And my bitch, she fuckin' right on me
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