Man how you start buggin’ n’ trippin’ and wildin’
Thought you was ridin’ foreva like Clyde
Ridin’ like Bonnie I’m catching em bodies
Out on them beaches I had you smokin’ exotic
I had you lookin’ exotic
Changing your views now you up in tha six
With a felony on you I got you through customs
All of them n#gg#s you with is some bustas
That p#ss# is steady be bluffin’
Won’t even bust sh#t
Now you some n#gg# I don’t f#ck with
How you become all tha n#gg#s I’m curvin’, swervin’
Make me take shots of tha bourbon
You know I’m fighting some demons
You know I ain’t call it quit for no reason
You know my peace of mind just mean more to me
You know my family means more to me and I put that on anything
Like I put that on everything, god he steady be blessin’ me
Like a tech with a vest on me gave you tha best of me sh#t wasn’t best for me
You was aggy foreva I’m down for whateva that sh#t wasn’t best for me
‘Cuz we could of been ballin’, could of been scorin’, money just pourin’
Now all of them b#tches you f#ckin’ is boring while I’m steady soaring
While I’m steady finessing a check on me days when you couldn’t get next to me
You was heavy on subbin’ goin’ out clubbin’ that sh#t was above me
Now you wanna know who I be f#ckin’ and suckin’ that sh#t got you bubblin’
Man that sh#t got you wondering
While my money comin’ in
I really be wantin’ to violate but I know you just gon’ run wit it
Then Imma go dumb on it
I gotta go dumb on it
Cuz with 99 problems
I’m only givin’ him one way of solving it
Like how you start
Buggin’ n’ trippin’ and wildin’
Thought you was ridin’ foreva like… Clyde
You know Bonnie and Clyde with our eyes on tha prize
Now you back to tha streets and you feedin’ em lies
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