I started to feel likeNiggas don't know how I really am orWomen in general like how I carry myself, how I am as a personI just wanna say that
I'm the Shundor, pretty nigga what you don't get itSmoking strong call it Popeye, I'm chiefing spinachHad to leave go M.I.A Khalifa with itFriday, on my twist, Felicia with itRemember some days, Jersey on acheiva with itShe want a trip to Miami, Caresha livingNext month she want Vegas, stunna trippingNext month she want Vegas, stunna tripping
My Life is full of VersesI wrote this shit in cursiveI dropped the pen in furnaceNow will you care it's urgentMy Life is full of VersesI wrote this shit in cursiveI dropped the pen in furnaceNow will you care it's urgent
Whitewashed black bitch told me not to make thisI'm sorry she confused need Marcus GarveyTwo-faced dent up on her, her face is HarveyAnd I peeped it hands up this shits malarkeyI'm working down the stretch but not pilatesAnd she's mine, beautiful to her, BazziAlways saying Mashallah I'm never cockyI know sinned Astaghfirullah, I'm sorry mommyI can see us Inshallah I don't pray off bodiesYeah Inshallah one day you can see us together, you knowProbably gon write a letter to itIt's probably gon' be likeMy Dear, but hold on stopDear Wavy, but this isn't venison andI just want you with me I'm not menacing andI feel like my drug is probably your medicine andJust listen to meCause the same bitch from last week wouldn't even listen to meI cried last night on the phone you ain't hear from meBut, you ain't hear it from me