[Intro:] (I can't make this up) Step inside the booth Loosen up the tie Superman is still alive! (I can't make this up) Retawdid-tawdid-tawdid-tawdid
[Hook:] Been a movie from the start (I can't make this up) Baby mama's kids a week apart (I can't make this up) Offered 30 years in the court (I can't make this up) Now my whips foreign, pulling up (I can't make this up) Started from the bottom with narcotics, what I'm selling Who thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electric Ooohhh, the migo work my wrist with cocaina Made all of my haters all believers (I can't make this up)
[Verse 1:] Bad when it came to me being on point (Get 'em) What they say I should be doing I don't Don't love, don't trust, don't worry I won't Slim waist, cute face, with a donk in the trunk Convicted felon for selling No telling my motto, no telling Never popped a molly but when I'm on coffee I feel as if I done just tried it Product of a violent environment, saw niggas go get money I had to go try it My grandma's a crying, her grandson a liar, like all of this shit gotta stop Every time that you leave I be having these dreams about you getting locked up for shot This first bitch I love told me that was my baby but nah, I be thinking it's not This bitch, well she, she fucked ten of my friends, I moved on now she saying she high Got caught, took my lick, then came home to my street, they was trying to hit me with 30 The morals I'm built on, I'll really get killed on it, ain't no such thing as me working Game I'm in get dirty, couldn't make this up and that's certain
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[Verse 2:] Occupied by the hand player, Caucasian waitress named Rachael Saying I look like a drug dealer, you ain't even waiting our table I like faces, and making faces, and Franklin faces by the cases This shit's amazing, this shit's amazing! (Take off) Do the damn thing, no champagne, for me at least a light drink (Retawdid) Going against my better judgement, opposite of right thing Cardiovascular happening, beat them chicks from the back while I'm wrapping it Can't make this shit up, ain't just rapping it Love a bitch who fight back while I'm stabbing it Dick put her out and I walk out like [?] (Think cause you got a pretty face and a fine shape you can play the crime game, mane, BWA, mane) I put my stamp on it, rough how I handle it, maybe I'm passionate Making it hurt on the inside, maybe I'm hurt on the inside Dick in her stomach, this time I'm coming Go fuck with a sucka who think you a woman
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