I wanna get out this relationship
 But I'm scared that my man will flip
 He always swears how he's gonna kill me
 And fill me with the bullets from his clip
 [Verse 1]
 I met her in Queens her personality was erotic
 She asked me where I come from, and I just replied "The projects"
 Love at first sight as she was staring
 Checking me up and down, yeah, at the gear that I was wearing
 I had an office jacket, Polo shirt, diamond on my hand
 Stonewashed pants ticked inside of some Timberlands
 Her eyes just stayed on my face
 She threw her hand on my hip and felt the four-fifths on my waist
 Yo, my name is Ak the hard rock shit that shot a cop with a glock
 Cause he tried to make the money STOP
 She didn't speak, she didn't START, she didn't TALK
 All of the sudden let's take a WALK through the PARK
 But it was dark, she didn't bother
 She probably thought I was trying to play her out
 Like a Central Park jogger
 But that's not my style that's what I'm telling ya
 Give me your number and I'll probably call you up on my cellular
 At night we spoke for hours and hours and hours and hours
 Hot convo turned into cold showers
 Monogamy, yo, increased to pornography
 Miss Astrologist because she looked like a star to me
 But I be dressing sharper than those brothers with Farrakahan
 Throwing a lucky charm without a leprachaun's arm
 Out on the streets dealing and sticking up
 I try to make her look appealing
 I went out and started tricking bucks
 I got her all dressed up, she used to look messed up
 Now all of her friends can't wait to be next up
 I need to get her thoughts fixed up
 She fell into a blender, she got the stuff all mixed up
 She caught me talking about a quits
 But that's that old bullshit
 It's ain't over til I say it's over, miss
 So if you wanna catch a fit, you catch a melon split
 Once you in there ain't no exit
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 [Verse 2]
 I talk a good game of pain
 Put it in your ear and let it rain
 Benadryl can't stop the migrane
 Once my voice touch your brain
 So you can talk that fast slang dialect
 But I got a tec to keep you in check
 Other words make you come correct
 Think that to stop giving the loving
 You must be smoking pestacide because you're damn sure bugging
 After one hit you're ready to split
 What, are you test crashing cars?
 That's that ol' dum dum shit
 You don't flatter me tring to sign off
 You best to take the batteries out your watch if you want some time
 off
 I write my name on your street curb
 So you can scratchmy letetrs girl if you wanna mark my words
 I got the Calimyne BESIDE ME
 In case you wanna TRY ME
 And break out on my ass like poison IVY
 You better take it or ease, roll up you sleeves
 And prepare to go all out like New Year's Eve
 Trying to take my dough like a Swaggart
 Girl, I have to bag ya and fall on your head like Niagra
 Shit, you're bound to catch it, once I start flexing
 Ayo bum bitch there ain't no exit
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