Gotham

Azizi Gibson

You ain't seen nothing
Talkin' bout startin' something
Now share garage with your money
Sellin' mixtapes in the hallways, [?] all of ya buddies
Back then bad bitches
Wouldn't even share a room with me
Now why you so hype, why you so touchy?
Ohh, I must got a ten foot dick now, hmm?
I must have a fucking ass that you all wanna kiss now
Cause I'm with a bitch that you wanna hit now
Cause it's all startin' to make
Some muthafuckin' sense now
Now it's time for you to sit down, and turn around
If this is why so then take me back
Should I leave the money, just hear me out
Don't take my soul, bitch let me go, go go go
Bitch let me know
Bitch let me go, go go go
Bitch let me, know
Don't take my soul
Don't take my [?]
Someone pass the gin
Thirty more minutes left for me to sin, I won't let you win
They think I'm fucked up, and that I won't be your friend
Little bitch why you worried bout that at time like this?
There's a war goin' outside and you worried bout this?
That'll be people know why the fuck I'm so pissed
(Because nigga)
You people can't do shit (you muthafuckas can't do shit)
Man, you need to

How the fuck you gonna hate man?
How the fuck you gonna hate?
You ain't seen nothing
Talkin' bout startin' something
Now share garage with your money
Sellin' mixtapes in the hallways, [?] all of ya buddies
Back then bad bitches
Wouldn't even share a room with me
Now why you so hype, why you so touchy?
Ohh, I must got a ten foot dick now, hmm?

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