Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that
Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."
Load the chambers, claiming 'round a million stages,
Together all the timethought it was true love
Kicked out 'cuz the rent is nine-hundred dollars a month,
My newest motto to use a condom with newest models
With g's in my pocket
40 with a million clip
And not a single feature except lil wayne
She gave a hundred dollars like it's gambling game!
Told me to get a scholarship cause when them dollars flip,
Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip
I'm short a couple dollars with a chip all in my collarbone,
Those xans and the lean cause zones, somethin’ tan with a mean jawbone
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