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Funny Thing Is


He said ma let me tell you somethin, But these lame niggahs cant tell me nothin, Told them I'm savage they must think I'm bluffin, I'm about success I aint with the cuffin, These niggahs downplayed me said I wouldn't be shit, Now they hittin my line I can't believe this, Cus now I got a body and some cleavage, If you came from rags to riches you gonna feel this, Threw dirt on my name, overlooked me and they stepped on me, Now I glowed up and they shook because they slept on me, Saying they been fw me and never switch that's straight Salome, Now they got their hands out wanting clout cuz I'm a commodity, I was down on my lonely I had to be strong, Tryna figure out what tf they be on, I promised myself when god put me on, Ima stunt on every mf who did me wrong,
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