The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
Start dissing, just listen to my vision, not here for money,
Its money over that's really my intention
And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them
I keep my money neat neat
And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat
Im trill like bill gates money times twenty/ its funny/
Yeah got to the club early just to get in free
I got money mind and money on my wrist
This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed
I treat my money like its sacred
No less profit, themed when we drop shit
People taking my money because
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
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