I don't play tag along

I don't play tag along Just bring a bag along I need a bitch that hold titles wit a better song I mean she thick and sexy wit a better thong I really get it on pimpin like im not involved, you live inside ya mind I go inside ya head im steps ahead up ya head to many good ones dead you might be the next to drop like a eagles fan I might be the next to pop like a gun don't jam, you are to scram a bunch of thugs that dont bring half a man get bodied in a old tale you are not a fan I give a damn about God and the mula man Bibles that a pick you up and money to be offered damn, it's like the label at the table when you not a fan I don't seen more lives gone than a grave yard switch the game don't it grow more grass in the same yard the grass ain't greener on the other side wit the same card, I go hard more fire for my super flex you seen the score no tie ima ultra bet you mean you didn't go live and you had to check bars getting to you like cars in a line in a line I guess, you broke wit no hope need plans den you get the check I work hard go hard I done heard it yes you a lazy type if you not Trina make a step so I rather go to work and den see my checks, im a vet needed more time than a mini bet I skirt off my background need a medic check style drip the fire so I never had to 3 it's wet I don't sweat so don't sleep or retire me,