| Twon’s official like niggas with mental issues
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| Mom scared to kiss you cause all the shit that you been through
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| Your nose’ll probably run if I shared the shit that I’m into
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| And we ain’t on the same level so them words’ll probably miss you
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| Dismiss you if you misuse my lessons, sharp as a ginsu
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| Toilet paper, niggas get shredded up just like tinsel
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| game far from simple, ultra real like Mace Windu
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| Last of a dying breed, so keep your girl with you
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| Don’t do like them simps do, development is elemental
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| Coke leader in my brain, portal is my bedroom window
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| Far from insane, but a war inside my head
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| , cause I feel I am possessed
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| And for the last time nigga, my jeans do stretch
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| Don’t ever judge me like I’m Joe from Infest
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| Impressed by dimensions of booty and not by breasts
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| I’m a real nigga, I’mma eat your pussy when we have sex
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| Confessions of a real nigga
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| Not a malt liquor sipper
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| Young and old niggas fucking with them but that’s regular
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| Not a competitor, he rides his own wave
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| Makes all the exes hoping, wishing that they’d stayed |