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There's no me without you And there's no man who wants to be alone

There's no child without a dream And there's no song without a meaning

It ain't a maybe, we fuckin' baby Know what's up, don't try to play me

Just belay me, then shit, I could go crazy Yeah, titty slip out, the boys gon' holla and shout

All I'm black with some cash, then bounce Keep pouring that yak in my mouth

How we do it, how? pussys still gon doubt The gang, fuck you, lames

Bringing you a friendly shame, okay Have it your way, I always do my own thang

Some things never change, I die before I give them names

Son mis compas y tu eres un wey

Anyways, it's my time, bitch, back of the line