This is a song about "Bar"

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

I'm pushing too hard, stacking the competition up after every bar

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

I don’t care where ya are

So much hate in just one bar

I walk into the fuckin bar

I'm in my other car

Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far

It was low but now i raised the bar

They giving pounds and that before get the money

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

I guzzle up at the bar

6 o's pay for my car

U can try raising the bar but im passin the bar like a lawyer because,

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