Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins
But you giving up my resolution is music moving
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
You ain't giving up? i ain't giving up either
But if i catch back up with you, i'l crack the backs off all of you
Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue
My ambitious girl, i won't forget you
Fed up, so pack your bag is what you choose to do
Sb horror pack monsters under my bed
And i end up giving your kids dat bread.
But now our hate is raw, raging wars, no peace, we’re fed up,
Blowing that money here, making money in europe
Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
I'm fed up of failing, think i'll have more fun masturbating,
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