Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed
I feel like i'm stuck like i'm sitting in the center seat
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
After i cash the bowl, i feel like i should just bask in the ambience
Now im organized/ i feel changes in the strangest places
But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love
You could never feel the sad i feel
I just wanna keep it real
Listen, i can feel the attraction
I will fracture to a fraction
I seemingly feel the need, for keepin it real in beats when speaking tough
Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous
No wonder why when times get hard
So i feel hate in my heart
Gray coupe, whip in momma's name
But i still feel the same
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