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Why these hoes think I'm a hoe and I'm like, what the fuck
All these drugs fuck with my mind, but I can't give it up
She start looking at me different ain't think I would change
Nah, babe, I swear I ain't been happy since I lost my brother
And I swear I keep falling, I keep falling, falling
I wonder if I call for you, girl, is you coming, coming
What's been on my head, but you, girl, it's been commas, commas
She swear that I be on bull, but these hoes, I don't want em
Why niggas tryna play games like we don't talk them switches
Ever since I got this fame, niggas been acting different
And when it's cold, got drac in coat when we go on a mission
I don't like niggas at all, cause they act like some bitches
And his hoe fuck with my bro, I guess that's why he mad
Tell them get up off his ass, nigga go get a bag
We go buy clothes, don't know the price, so we take off the tag
Yesterday, hoe made me mad, so I had blew a bag
Can't be tripping over hoes who don't trip off of me
Hopping out when it be cold, we bucking ARPs
While he dissing on the gang, we make him beat his feet
When I catch lil dude for that dissing, sweep him off his feet
These hoes thinking that I'm grown, they just see that I'm known
All these hoes I used to talk to can't leave me alone
They say Mjay he the best and his lips they two-toned
I only call this lil hoe phone when I'm just tryna bone