Check Up

oh yesss! up in this bitch On full court press doing my dance from right to left extra fresh dont sweat that chick thats just my X just mad she missed counted me out like im counting these checks I aint mad my baby I made me and it drive you crazy congradulate me lady you brag you use to date me fake ass love to hate me you always been flaky I gotta laugh member how you told ya friend that i was trash and you the best i could get or ever have now you stuck on past while i push on past signing autographs got you praying it dont last but you know yo man work hard as four men and I spaz when go in Mr Gold pen we usta clash like oil and water you looking shot up while im hot on hotter check the thermometer just getting started i promise ya i struggled and stressed prayed up and wish you did me dirty then left i cleaned up ya mess kept faith on the hip now you lurking on sick what ya get Know you miss know you so pissed you still my chick i forgive girl and forget. still real legit down to earth as they get you claiming im up stuck famous out of touch ive always been one of one i was trending before i won since beginning been on one a grown one