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If looks could kill, be suicidal lookin' in the mirror
Just realized I'm freezin' cold, could give the whole world the shivers
I'm immune to mind games, for bitches actin' all Matilda
Out the niggas, reppin' my city, it ain't nobody realer
Woke up feelin' like Kobe, got black mamba in him
Tryna block me from the top, you'll become a victim
I'm in the class, all on my own, they ain't fuckin' with him
I'm from the west side of the Dino, yeah, I'm really inland
Picasso in the booth, how I'm paintin' all these pictures
Don't like me to be myself much, highly rather censor her
Make some millions off this rap, that's my prime agenda
Searchin' for contenders, just to run into pretenders
Growin' up, niggas envy, been got used to hatred
Can't say that you honorable, doin' any kind of snake—ness
Need to call me Dr. Feelgood, I got so much patience
First time she got around me, said her heart was racin'
Cnd we been on the road for the last five summers
Cnd I still know what you did last summer
Heard they pulled sticks on you, we not talkin' lumber
Talkin' up a storm, but wasn't ready for the thunder
It's time to tuck these niggas in since they hit the snooze
Pockets look like sirens in the hood, all these red and blues
Sittin' in the Benz with my son, playin' pick—a—boo
Pussy ass nigga, I should let him spit at you
Got to my plans, and I'm still so unpredictable
Gave you all the real me, nothin' fictional
I still love you
Hello?
I still love you, Bobby
What the? Who's out there?
You can't run from love
I still love you, Bobby