Chill Bump - Three lyrics

I... recall being young and depressed I... would get beat up in recess I... started rap when I was a weak mess I would rhyme to evacuate unreleased stress I... got good, left Mama's sweet nest We... then toured, got money, we blessed Now... my broad got double D breasts We in the club poppin all the bubbly left Now - We got pa**port stamps and visas Now - When we land we got fans to greet us We just hang with mean a** bands and divas Smoke grams of weed up til we have amnesias Now - we get tanned on sandy beaches Now - eat grand and fancy cheeses Relax in suites that are damn prestigious Too late b**h, you cannot have this penis... Stupid You could have blown me but you blew it Stupid You could have blown me but you blew it You... used to set true barriers You... Acted like our superiors You... never took us too serious I... could really feel a fool's weariness We... shine and tour now you cheer for us You... even buy a few beers for us What ? We meant to be friends? Well, you clearly just Fools... hypocrites and true idiots Yeah b**h, you now adore me But when I was a child you'd doubt me shorty You ignored me when I was wild and horny When all I could share was an ounce and forty Well f** y'all sevens, I'm out of your league I'm with seven tens now in crowded Orgies Getting blown when stoned on tylenol 3 Living life to the limit. These rounds are on me! Stupid You could have blown me but you blew it Stupid You could have blown me but you blew it