My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
Maybe i should ditch my hometown and friends
No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit
All my friends thought i was lame cause i never tried it
Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments
All i need is moola cars and friends
Im always constant in what i attempt to transect friends
I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents
To increase my ends
Its alright u have no friends
It’s a neighborhood where nervously i host black friends,
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Shitting on these niggas like i need depends
And i stand as a motive for my friends
I, i, i know i got carried away/ when i buried the faces of your friends
Now i can torture anyone i want and never stop until it ends
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