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

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

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Riding around Pablo, still talking that blanco
My nina soprano, so we going leave on a high note
Come out my shell Rafael, and crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne than John Wayne
Make him his name to John Doe
It's me and my lil brother Capo, Lil Marly G, and my bitch
If i'm falling, it's list, if i'm tripping, it's a power trip
Her pearl tongue like the gates
And what said I'll climb the
My other bitches gotta the bench, and what that said
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 peppered
Got too many pistols, too issues, too many mistakes
Too many miscues, only made me better, it me into
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 this suit is a
Now the snow is just coming in, I broke a window
To an igloo, slow a bitch like un momento
I rather get than scrutinize
I get used by a cutie pie
If she fucking it's uber time
I rather be advised supervised
You do the math, we do the
We pour champagne and expensive
In guns, and shoot each other, uh
I get high, like a monk, but postures when I get drunk
And my goons is 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 your cologne"
The last niggas tested us flunk, so study hard, study long
Kill yo wife then take the bitch
And text you to hurry home
And the rain just turned into blood
It looks like you just in from a storm
And if all pussies walls, I hope you run into your own
I come with that heroin flow, I with that never before
My CMB days are dead, I worried about ghost
I married the MOB, we
And all that shit dead with out me of
nothing, a zombie, a corpse
You burnt yourself and was suppose to pass me the
Fuck it, I'll see you in nigga

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