Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty
Your birthday and anniversary
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
Suspended for a month, i still got him in the features
Guess im ahead of my time
Livin on a yacht yeah maritime
Kicked out 'cuz the rent is nine-hundred dollars a month,
Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves
New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that
Barely rapped for a month and i just tear through it
And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems
But i'm broke as fuck and i don't get paid 'til the first of next month
Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead
Waiting til the beginning of the month for the check
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