Might as well get it off yo’ chest
You bitch, those were the best
Reading shit my critics say
The best of the best, emma rae.
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Hustle for dis country money
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
They say nothings ever free
How to get my rent money
Yup money talks, but for you money walks
So i went down south but i ended up north
You'd best leave, it's best, see?
Took my heart away from money
So cool, my bitch got no shoes
Best ingest molecules
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