20 racks really thats sneaker money
Hurt me harm me,cut me scar me,
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me
It's just me who's been doubting me
Look it something they can't ever see
And losin all his money
Come near me (come near me)
Anxieties attacking me, and nothing is relaxing me.
Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
Yeah fight with me,hate me,insult me,
Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty
Let me rideuntil i get free
Thot it was about me all about me
I’m a hustla, baby
Illusions distract me
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