Ayo, son, what the fuck was wrong with you last night, son?
You was wildin' in your bed, yo
I heard you flippin' and all
Yo, yo, yo, yo, son, come on, son, damn, son
Why you always blowin' my spot up, son?
Why you can't be talkin' 'bout some of your shit, son?
Yo, we family, son
Come on, man, I just happened to be havin' a dream, man
That shit was fuckin' with my head, son, for real
I had a dream Puff Daddy was robbin' me, son
Can you believe that shit?
Puff Daddy robbin' a nigga like me, son, no way
You couldn't believe this shit, son
These niggas had me backed down in the corner and shit
You know what I'm sayin'? This nigga start hittin' me with ad-libs
He robbin' me, but he talkin' in ad-libs and shit
I'm like, son, yo, what the fuck is this, a stickup or somethin'?
That's right
Fuck you want, my change and my durag?
What the fuck you want?
Uh-huh, yeah
So what the fuck you gon' do, son?
Who the fuck is you, son?
What you tryna do, son?
Bad Boy, na-na, run the jewels, come on
Yo, I hope that next shit never happens to me, son
I can't even go back to Brooklyn with that shit if Puff Daddy rob me
For real, son, ain't no way I can do that, son, for real
I'll be the laughing stock, nigga
You know what I'm sayin'? Picture that, man, picture that
Yo, yo, son, I think you buggin', son, for real
You might need to go see somebody, man
Or stop smokin' that extra shit, that hydro shit
Whatever that shit is called, son
That shit is fuckin' with you, son, for real
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