| I got pregnant, I still don’t gotta family
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| Queen, I’m changing shit for my family
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| 3 babies by myself and I don’t wanna
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| Planned parenthood 'cause suck a dick my main
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| But maybe if my father was better then he could stand me
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| Promise to love my kids and that’s no matter how a man be
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| I’m more poetic than I probably ever show
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| I be having my intelligence, I rather drive the boat
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| I want them to think that I’m slow, think I’m a hoe
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| So I can take they soul and put they rich up in my throat
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| If you know how it go, you know how it went
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| I ain’t tryna vent, rhyme, or repent
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| Tell god that I ain’t shit, 'cause who is you?
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| You probably do the same evil shit that I do
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| Justify your wrongs when you knowin' it ain’t true
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| Honestly I ain’t never wrong if I don’t know what I do
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| I ain’t do shit to you, and if I did, you did it too
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| What I do? |
| What I do?
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| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| I ain’t do shit to you
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| And if I did, you did it too
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| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| What I do?
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| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| What I do?
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| I’m the type that’s gonna say I didn’t do shit
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| And if I did, I still ain’t gon' admit it, I’m petty, ion care
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| Baby, I’ma change when I’m ready
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| I really got powers and I don’t even fuck with spaghetti
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| I don’t cut shit up, I ain’t tryna choke
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| When you grow, you get the hiccups
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| I ain’t tryna put 'em up, I don’t do the stick ups
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| Don’t be actin' like you tough, I’ll make you get your lick up
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| I’ma call a nigga bluff like I call pick up
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| Bitch I got too much pride
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| I don’t even walk, got too much rides
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| Eat my meal by myself, I don’t do no sides
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| And I don’t fear nobody, I don’t do no hide
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| What I do? |
| What I do?
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| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| I ain’t do shit to you
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| And if I did, you did it too
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| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| What I do?
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| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| What I do? |
| What I do? |