Standin' on all ten, no matter if I lose or win
Can't no situation make me fold, I don't care what I'm in
All this fuckin' trauma got me stiff so I ain't makin' friends
Better stand on all that shit you sayin' when we stand on yo' twin
If you ain't my brother, I don't smile or grin
Niggas get wet up, then grab the towel and try and throw it in
I ain't duckin' smoke, nah, I'm goin' in
Talk too much 'bout business, we gon' leave him there, we go again
My scars permanent
Rockin' all these tennis chains, but I ain't seen a tournament
Went and got a condo just to trap, I ain't even furnished it
Actin' like it's smoke, then drop yo' dot so we can burn that shit
Ain't no hand out, had to earn that shit
Streets got my heart cold, I wish I could return that shit
She showed me love then took it back, I couldn't even learn that shit
Lookin' back, what I know now, I should've just curved that bitch
But everybody fuck up
You see all these VVSs, everybody bust up
We walk in the room, everybody shut the fuck up
If you see the car, then it's too late, you should've ducked up
She know I'm a real one, she won't try me like no sucker
Big stepper and my money tall, Chris Tucker
I get chills in my body every time I touch her
I'll catch a hundred bodies if a nigga touch her
Back against the wall, they prayin' that I fall
I'm prayin' that I ball, got a pretty model bitch prayin' that I call
I'm picky about who I hit 'cause I like fuckin' raw, so I ain't fuckin' off
She wanna suck me soft
But after she suck me off, she probably gon' go tell the blogs
Then my girl gon' check my texts and go through all my logs
And question me 'bout unknown numbers and why I'm ignorin' calls
Then bring up all my flaws
Like, "Where you was on Monday?" I was with my dog
"What about Wednesday?" I was with you, I took the whole day off
If you make her insecure, that shit is bound to fall
You lose your home for a hotel, then you is not a boss
But everybody fuck up
You see all these VVSs, everybody bust up
We walk in the room, everybody shut the fuck up
If you see the car, then it's too late, you should've ducked up
She know I'm a real one, she won't try me like no sucker
Big stepper and my money tall, Chris Tucker
I get chills in my body every time I touch her
I'll catch a hundred bodies if a nigga touch her
Goin' to, like, when I was young and I went to prison
Like I felt like I had to experience, like, going to prison
For me to learn, like
Like it taught me a lesson, like
I had to go through that to, like
See the bigger picture of life and be like, "Damn," like
You can do something
You can make a mistake and they can take you away
That's how I be feelin' like, like
Mess ups, like, Hell, making mistakes is a big thing
Like, you ain't finna do it but I feel like
Every person supposed to like, bump they head
'Cause if you, you don't bump yo' head, you not
You gon' never gonna learn a lesson, like
You is never getting taught nothin'
'Cause ain't, like, ain't nobody perfect
You not gon' go through life being perfect
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