More money that mean less sleep
Im doing this on a beat
My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//
Am i doing this. but then i go home and my wife starts screamin cause im home
Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack
Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!
It's just my soda mixed with brown
So all you haters better pipe down
Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block
Lemme tell you why they hating, cause im fucking hot
Cause i'm doing great, by myself,
Roll up niggas be like sex
Haters acting the bitterest they just mad cause im different
Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
Boo me,do it,haters make me feel better,
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