I've been to hell n back i can asure u that indeed,
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
But when riches hit back , u can see the cameras flash
I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass
Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce
U can try raising the bar but im passin the bar like a lawyer because,
If u graphin then we taxen u can have it all sending shoots
Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves
I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains
Rapping insane,smoking strong u can see the veins
Hoola at me swea to god u can see u a pussy nigga i could swea u a beast n while u talkin bout beef
Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve
I've been to hell n back i can asure u that indeed,
My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet
Guess u know that i can win fables
Amen, they say you only live once
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