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It was good if you ask me Thinkin' 'bout what I'm finna say now We've been going through this every day now What's good with you? I still remember bein' in the hood with you Money got these bitches on my johnson so badly They tried to spin me in Cali, got bumpy like acne I got a lot but I want much more I wanted more than I deserved, I Picked you up and dropped you off like a curbside You show me the best of you with your third eye Never around love You made the hairs on my body stick up like I was Alfalfa DTB, these bitches ain't loyal, cannot vouch for 'em You wasn't with me when I slept on the couch, now In my city, they treat me like Gillie in Philly If I give you game, it's gon' be worth like a billi' Give a bitch my heart, she let it go in the river It's a whole 'nother story, this ain't Bobby and Whitney I got a whole lotta money, you could spend it with me Smack the soul out a nigga, you think it's funny, ain't Shiggy I'm not a role model, nigga, I got killers with me Holes in your body, bitch, you could never be 50 And I got bruised once for lovin' a girl Confused, thinkin' bitch-ass niggas was so thurl Paddy wagon used to spin the block, was only sellin' weed I'd rather see that nigga in a box before he tell on me Out of all the altercations with the opps, they never fell on me And I was in conversations with the akhis bout investments, baby, did I stutter? All these M&Ms got niggas actin' shady, I miss Butter When they killed my friend, I felt like blastin' somethin' Shit was all good if you asked me Until you started askin' bout Tiffany and Ashley I looked through your phone, I ain't gon' lie, you did me badly You looked through my phone, what you expect to see? I'm nasty Don't ask me shit, don't hit me up about no bullshit Especially when you interrupt me while I'm workin' I pick you up, you said, bring the car with the curtains Girls that I deserted, I don't deserve them Will you be with me when it all falls down? Look at the Richie, baby, time will tell If I get the best of you, then I have to Show you the best of me You can't stop askin' me questions About who I'm textin' Girl, I'm good if you ask me I never dated Tiffany or Ashley, just ask them Baby, if I got it, you got it, and I got mad funds It's okay to treat me like an arcade, you can have fun These rap niggas my sons, and if they breed, I got grandsons It's things that she wanna know about me You keep on askin' me questions About who I'm textin' And about who I'm sexin' I can't take it, no, no You keep interruptin' my flexin' Who you think you checkin'? Girl, you can go get to steppin' 'Cause I can't take it, no, no No more questions No more questions No more questions No more questions Nuh-uh