Throwin' shots like I'm Mayweather, boy Baby, this an X-Class, this is not a toy
Told that lil' girl, she can't have my baby, boy
I smile for my momma, only thing that brings joy
I don't need no keys to the party, this a push start
Too much goin' on in this world, gotta move smart
Like Lil' Mo, you poppin', this my own work of art
Started this by myself, I ain't need no head start
Got my grandma on my chain, I started this song with pain
Put my heart up in the washer, cause I think I got a stain
Every time I do bad, she just pop up in my brain
Keep on gettin' kicked up out the house, I'm finna go insane
Fast car, yeah, I can't even stay up in my lane
Sharpshooter, I got aim just like I'm Desmond Baines
I been sippin' on this lemonade like Gucci Mane
I'ma stand on all ten, I don't need no cane
I'ma play it cool, you don't know about no pain
I'm just feelin' like a big dog, nobody can maintain
Writin' letters on the wall, cause it's all about my pain
Yeah, that word won't go away, cause it's stuck up in my brain
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