Me and success are two things you don't wanna find yo ass between. Back against the wall like plasma screens.
Soon as we get the ass, we start callin em hoes.
You need to act your age and not your girl's age
They keep telling me don't save you. If I ignore all that advice and something isn't right then who will I complain to?
I'll slow roast ya, got no holster
Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from. Probably some bad hoes I'm bouta take the hint from