Its time to face the music (oh) A stay of execution No more distribution (the f*ck you doin?)
You did this to me Im right back on my bullshit right back out on these streets Just remember that you did this to yourself Yeah you did it to yourself Now you gotta suffer the consequences Pack up the pack and swing it for the fences (just remember that)
Lets make one thing clear (here) Here my dear my resolute for this year No pollution fresh air My solution long hair with a fat ass Im deadass Mile high club til I jetlag Rothstein flow casino And youre just like Ginger we know Single negro I dont need your double standards and hypocrisy And that fake hand holding on Fathers Day You a different motherf*cker when you not with me Been sleepin with the enemy mockery Its like Im John F. Kennedy shots at me Yes Im President of Debauchery None of that bullshit ever got to me Cause your pillow Brillo ditto Breakin this shit down little by little I aint got time for the f*ckin pom-poms Shoulda never let this dog out of that kennel
Wastin time debatin bout Who Im with when Im not around Just dont forget who you f*ckin with When steppin on hallowed ground
Cause you did this to me (yeah Im) Right back on my bullshit right back out on these streets Just remember that you did this to yourself (yeah you did it to yourself) Now you gotta suffer the consequences (and sorry isnt gonna help)
Now many times have I got burnt And tried to act like Im not hurt? Or take you back and we not workin Like clockwork this shit is agony
Youre draggin me Glocks burst Just remember you drawd first you aint toe taggin me Ho bag any blowback you deserve Get the Bozack bitch my souls blackenin So actually this couldve been a lot worse (watch) I couldve namedropped you in my verse (yeah) But out of respect for your daughter I wont blow your spot up cause your toddler Does not deserve to get caught up in our dirt (yeah) And good luck with the father Bitch stuck with him now ha f*ckin Howard To the doctor these are wounds you cannot nurse Hope its drivin you bonkers that Im not yours (Oh no) Guess I must have got wise you are not sly Just cause you can makeup an on the spot lie Im comin out guns blazin shots fired Hand sani I aint cuttin off ties Bitch everything you owns in a box bye Guess its back to the trailer and pot pies Hope I pull up to the window at Popeyes One day and youll be servin me hot fries (you did this to me) A taste of your own medicine you shedded skin Yeah you reptilian bitch Off of your knees (yeah) beggin for forgiveness Yeah look at you marry him again bitch You aint Ems bitch you just regular hims bitch We will never be together again ever And when youre in bed with him and wish you was with me Just remember that
You did this to me (yeah now Im) Right back on my bullshit right back out on these streets (but you did) Just remember that you did this to yourself (yeah you did it to yourself) Now you gotta suffer the consequences (and sorry isnt gonna help) Remember that you did this to me (Michelle) Im right back on my bullshit right back out on these streets (f*ck around and make you famous) Just remember that you did this to yourself (yeah you did it to yourself) Now you gotta suffer the consequences (so when Im hittin someone else and youre)
Wastin time debatin bout Who Im with when Im not around Just dont forget who you f*ckin with When steppin on hallowed ground
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