[Produced by No I.D.] [Hook] [Verse 1] Peace to the Five Percenters On-line engine inventors Shout to them niggas Family men, bringing home dinners Watch out for desperate lonely women Hurt your happy home Miserable and alone Kissable, nice to bone She not the type deserving of a throne Her beauty is her curse She fuck for shoes and a purse Make me a movie first Can watch you on my phone I shop in Barcelona I spend some nights in Rome Feel like a Knight from England That's what I named my son, Knight He was born to be one That's how my game was won White 740 Beamer Licked by an angel's tongue I'm living dangerous son She got a man, a famous one Honey be pocket watching She got a lot of options Hard to make up her mind deciding which baller to rock with Hot to death, slim pickings but I'm not impressed She got the hottest sex So I guess I'mma just stay [Hook] [Verse 2] Even though I don't like you Next Friday night can't wait to fight you Locked up I would knife you Don't fuck with you Last month I even bucked at you, you got locked I felt bad, wait do I got love for you I might kill you but do I got love for you I want you dead under six feet of soil At the same time Want you here to witness me while you in misery We hate each other but it's love What a thug mystery Years ago they ate the hearts of a slain enemy We enemies but your hatred could never enter me Some seek fame cause they need validation Some say hating is confused admiration Spotlight on me I still look twenty Still get money, lady killer Pushing a Bentley Maybe niggas could see too much of they failures through a nigga who realer I don't like you near bruh, but I need you to stay
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