Dead with no identity, they take away apart of me
Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
My identity thrown up top, primarily,
Stripped of all basic necessities, given a new identity
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year
A digital visuals about to appear
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
My low low is so digital that it creates an expandable
From this identity crisis.......
Thought this was forever love
Flenglan vesofen don't mean anything/ it's not even an identity/
Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty
From this identity crisis.......
Let's have a toast for this new love
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