Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt
I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward
Live off my lie and my lullaby
Lie about the rough times hard days but why
About tipsy spirits, higher feelings, and tweaking
Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing
The battle ain't over till the black man sings
I don't give a fuck about feelings,
Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,
And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool
It's hard to care about the poor with everything they're feeding ya,
But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada
Destined to win, get respect where i live
So much feelings to feel,this a hard times
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