I can taste the salt from my tears
But i remember to myself
I'ma crap until i'm dead, then shoot myself
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz
I lost hope almost roped myself
Yeah, that there is a fight in itself
I treat bitches straight up, like simon says
Gimme a chance to pick myself
They asking me to be myself
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
I need to fucking find myself,
I'm on deck i'm up next
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