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Ladies and gentlemen, ayy, it's meThe slimiest, most grimiest(Suede, this my shit)I'm talkin' 'bout most realest nigga you can ever meetLil' top, niggaWant a lambo' as my casket when I'm put six feetNo addicts, for real, Lamborghini when they burry meLet all the hoes who said they love me come and look and seeShit was so ugly, but I'm blessed and I can barely seeThou shall not kill, but on my sons, God, I want 'em badI show them other niggas they wasn't readyit ain't make me gladI'm sippin' brown, I ain't even no drinkerthis shit make me madI askеd lil' ben: If you had seen himwhy you ain't bust his ass?I want my child, she don't want to send 'еmI'm too grown for thisWas chasin' money, other shit came, I ain't wanted thisAnd all this fame and these lies make me done with thisThey know this me, the ones I love don'tguess I don't existI come as a sinner, lord, I'm takin' me to your scripturesThis shit might give me life up in the cage, GodBut I'm holdin' on, I swear that I won't give upI'm built for it, mm, ahh, oh I'm built for itOnly way I live, we die to live, God, I'm built for itOn my lil' boys, on everything, I'm built for itOn every nigga I kilt, God forgive me, I'm built for itOnes that I know who talk to him say he want squash the beefNo, fuck the peace and fuck that bitch, you gotta dieSay extra prayers for doing your partner fore' I go to sleepBut you a lit boy, I got other niggas who want smoke with meBut matter a fact, who the fuck is you? Ole bitch ass niggaI'm from the slums, the same as youand I got big racks, niggaShoot out with you, ain't go to jail, I'm with that niggaI know you heard me goin' to waryou don't wanna be that niggaOn my mama, I got time on top they life just like a timerShe had told me: Zip that nigga in a weekand less, I got 'emThis nigga felt he had to slideI sent them slimes to zip his partnerDidn't like the picture of his mamapussy bitch, you don't want no problemsMm, I need helpStill thinkin 'bout her and I don't want no one elseI could be with her, every thing she did, I feltNever again, we couldn't talk, ain't nothin leftTalk, ain't nothin' leftLord to be, I just wanna tell ya I come as a sinnerYou might think I'm dumb [?] give me senseAnd I ain't even go keep rapping, thoughI'm happy so I'm good (oh slime, oh slime)
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