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[Verse 1]
It's a wrap n*gga
Gifted, still I'm cursed like every black n*gga
If I go back, would you promise I'm gon' scrap with ya?
That's the facts n*gga, give a f*ck about these rap n*ggas
Cause half the one's I seen pus*y
I just want a b*tch that say "I love it when you sing, Boogie"
This why n*ggas never seen pus*y
Down talking other n*ggas, why you gotta read the pus*y?

[Verse 2]
But let me get back to this real sh*t
I was on the field trip, my dad was on a guilt trip
They wonder why I never feel sh*t
It's crazy how that deadbeat could still produce this real sh*t
Music of my life, at least it ain't no dance sh*t
This for the ones who never really had a chance sh*t
Like a f*ck a gun and knuckle up and throw your hands sh*t
Like f*ck a later, handle sh*t right where you stand sh*t
Like f*ck it, I'm adapting while they crashing
Family over everything, forever be my fraction
What if I subtract it, all that sh*t that got y'all sackin'
If the screen up on my phone was all I really had crackin'

[Bridge]
Would you still f*ck with me?
Just want a b*tch that say she love me and she stuck with me
Now I got no n*ggas tryna see wassup with me
Then they telling other n*ggas how they always f*ck with me