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Aye it's Cozy shit only, it's fly shit only
Aye, you beefin' with the Uno, nigga?
You might not make it out alive, you might not make it to survive
Why these niggas wanna be like us? What happened to your pride
Why these niggas wanna be like us? They fuckin' up the vibe
Oh yeah, he had a lil' wave, he had rode it but he fell off
Aye, just like Fargo said, ima listen when my niggas talk
They opinions, they be valid
I'm out the country, eatin' salad with a bad bitch
I'm out here doin' sprints and givin' game like the Mavericks
If bosses link with bosses, I'm out here tryin' to get mad rich
She say she wanna leave me, yeah, go ahead, but I ain't average
You ain't gon' be the first to do it, the last one turned me savage
Like my first name was Randy, I'm tired of giving bitches passes
Ah, ah, ah, ah, bitch, I'm on the block like D12 or Mutombo
How the fuck you giving game and we don't know what you up front for?
They just whispered in my ear, they say he famous for that one post
These niggas internet ass gangstas
One phone call, nameless
I ain't let no niggas in my circle, that shit too dangerous
Niggas who ain't ever get no pussy, they think Ty famous
And I can't even blame them for that shit, these hoes be too anxious
I'm tired of fuckin' groupies, that shit too draining
I'm tired of fuckin' niggas hoes, I need angels
Devil on my shoulder, had to do em like I'm Kurt Angle
Matter of fact, I'm Triple H
It's hoes, hoes and hip shakin
I had to vacuum seal the work, I had the weed stankin
I had to get up off my ass, I couldn't keep waitin
I had to tell my gang to chill, gotta be patient
Ain't thought about that shit in years, these niggas still hatin