i'll be real..
I don't remember you, musta been inactive or wack
So i'll throw out this personal like a drug dealer when this lonely fuck asks em to match
U underachieve like the lakers, ur not aloud to write
While i get wins like the late Buss ur family prays it hits you everytime your out at night
Your social skill is rarely there honestly it's just sad
& hard as fuck to make out like how your in your twenties still practicing with ur hand
It's safe to say u don't party & aren't livin at all
I've been on the strip in vegas while the only strip you know involves women with balls
On netcees u'd hoard vet's lines cuz urs failed & we're doll
Now that u joined Art it don't bring less shame to the verses u framed & nailed to ur wall
Bitches noitce my nice style & it doesn't take long
I'm always swagged out while u rock a suit & tie dancing alone to that timberlake song.
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