Final Form

I ain't never got the respect that I truly deserve

That's why I park them double M's & R's on the curb

If they do 200 I'm destined to swerve

All my life these **** hated, they really some birds

So when my brother got them birds, we stunted on nerds

If they ain't fuckin then it's up, we puntin' them nerds

We pull up and set the tone, we move in a herd

Ask her how I pull in them M's? From rhyming my words

How these bitches lose a spot? From irking my nerves

I don't wanna be your friend, you **** is poor

I don't wanna be your man, I know your credit score

Know you burnt your shit out tryna impress the core

Might have burnt my self twice chasin' dirty whores

I done slide this bitch out, we just made it smore

Gave this bitch a thousand knowing that she want more

And I'm ruthless

I refuse

To take that bitch to Ruth Chris

I refuse to do what he do, you ain't my bitch

I ain't buying you no watch, that ain't my wrist

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

I done broke my bank a hundred times to help these ****

Wouldn't nobody give a fuck if wasn't wealthy, ****

If I get jammed how many bitches finna write me, ****

If I get shot who at my wake standing beside me, ****?

Who finna take care of my moms and my sister?

When they crying to my picture

And they the only ones who really miss me

Everybody else gon 'go on with they damn life

And my bitch'll prolly go on and be somebody wife

That's why my back against the wall and I be thinking twice

'Cause would these **** pay my bills if I couldn't keep on lights?

They say I'm too distance from em', I got every right

I think about my brother Black Gwalla every night

The lobby tried to hold him down, gave him every strike

I really think his lawyer sweet, we might black his eyes

I'm really standing on my toes like you **** fried

I ain't breaking down shit ever, I'm gon' sell the pie

Yeah, I ain't breaking down shit ever, I'm gon' sell the pie

From the D to the A I'm finna let it fly

Michigan Boy Boat, yeah

My final form ****

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