Yeah
Ayy
Listen
S-N-Double-O-P, Im a dizz-og
Shit, he was talking brazy, I aint lie, I knocked the nigga off
I aint tryna give him a chance to kill me or take the stand on me
He know I just had a hundred-thousand piece sarand on me
I had a hand out, dawg, we on some shit 
I tried to take back all the watches, rings, and the necklaces
She said Im taking full advantage cause Im never stressing
Cause I had feelings for this girl that daddy armed and restless
Dont get me wrong cause it aint nothing bout that money, nigga
I meant to tell you, since a kid, I been getting my own figures
I was bringing in the racks and she was steady shopping
Im talking big bills, all colors, nigga, Monolopy
I aint trippin, bitch, Im sharper than a damn machete
Super different, I even stood out on my own partners
Since a kid, I been a dresser, Thousand Island
I was shitting, my diamonds green, piss, port-a-potty, woah
Yeah
Bitch talk to me while Im sleeping, yeah, yeah
Swimming in the linen like deep-end, yeah, yeah
All I never needed was a alibi, yeah, yeah
I dont need a motherfucking reason, yeah
Out of mind, so I keep a pizzy
Everything a hundred, I dont ever leave it fifty, yeah
Did my own half-time, if I was simple
What the fuck you think Im rich for?
Why you think Im always talking shit, with my hand on my dick?
In the crib, this bitch turn it to a strip show
Its what it is, though
Yeah, yeah, its what it is, though, yeah, whoa
Leave me alone, take your ass home
If it aint another million, I aint picking up the phone
Phony motherfuckers always sittin on a throne
All I wants some pussy, baby, give a dog a bone, yeah, yeah
I dont need a lot but I got a lot
I dont need a lot but I got a lot, yeah
Two-hundred for the whip in the parking lot
Everything cuttin, turn this shit into a barbershop
Swear Im always shining, couldnt tell you if its dark or not
Just a couple things I thought about, yeah, yeah
How the fuck you ever try to play me?
I thought you was my love, man, I even called you baby
You played me, went from my love to Slim Shady
Now demonic thoughts in my head, this shit crazy
Thanking God for everything I got, told him to save me
Do whatever for my OGs, nigga, thats who raised me
You made me blind to reality, that shit fugazi
Yeah, I said that shit is so fugazi
Now Im swervin round in this Mercedes
Yeah, you can love me or you hate me
He just mad cause that pussy nigga aint me
Im gettin money, I aint gon let that shit faze me
Im good, bro, whats up?
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