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These crazy hoes get the best of me

Swear they got the recipe

Said that I was over her

Now she laying next to me

Left her back in Georgia, and found me one in Tennessee

I call all the shots, I make the rules, I'm the referee

Saw that she lookin', I could tell that she was checking me

A slim waist, cute face, that's the one for me

And she a classy girl, got me talking over tea

Got me doing new shit, trying Cherry Jubilee

And out of 10, that shit was barely just a 3

Said that it was good so me fucking was a guarantee

Now we back at her crib, she cookin' up some rice and peas

She on the counter, and she ask me what you thinkin' b

I don't even know for real

My mind be blanking out

But then I said I need more money in my bank account

She said you got it, you can do it, I don't got a doubt

This the type of woman that I need, no I can't live without

And in the long run it never works

Apparently in the bad guy, I'm a jerk

So I took a trip, found some peace out in Turks

Tryna keep my life in drive, no not in reverse

I'm tryna catch a wave, you can say that ima surf

Knew this one girl with gushy pussy, made it squirt

I knew a chubby girl who eat it up just like dessert

I had my fair share of lame hoes who only flirt

The fuck

And I been worried bout my next steps

Worrying too much gon give me white hairs, mad stress

Quick to make my money back, something like a reflex

I got hella talent, a variety like Chex Mix

But I keep it simple, I don't like to be too complex

I got hella shit going on I need to address

Working on my meditation, taking me some deep breaths

Tryna keep it out the red zone, playing defense

Gotta get my life together, that's a must

Following my higher power, in God I trust

I don't like ya bad energy, go adjust

My words hit the core, yeah you only hit the crust

I like smoking bowls, bongs, J's, and some blunts

I like to throw keef on it, mix it with the runts

I thought I was in love hoes, it was only lust

It only took her one bad move, she in the dust

And I don't really fuck with yall, yall gotta go

I'm saying this shit seriously, I'm not the one to joke

And she gettin' on her knees for me, yeah I'm like the pope

Got a chain it's a night light, so that mean it glow

Yall stayed in the minor leagues, I went to the pros

Namaste, Hola, Bonjour, Hello

Tryna make more progress, I just wanna grow

You tuned in with Byk, thanks for coming to the show

I'm out