Nah it's your turn to burn
For trucking with all I had to learn
You pretended, you're phony you're fake
Screaming for help all these years but you can't risk you stake
You lie and you say I'm this and I'm that
They pay to add the weigh and you post publicly now I'm fat
Go get your money duffle bag bitch
What's, that's you... the Uncle Tom snitch?
You chose your side and for whom you ride
You provoke this anger and hate
All these years I stay loyal w a sideline you made them all debate
You know that's me and that's her but you thought you'd just save face
At my expense and cost you turned my shield into some race
Games... I hope you win
And I hope realized the second you begin
Oh Allah protect me from him as you wish
He did it all for her instead, his bitch
Your turn marky... go fish
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