Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring
So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing
Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/
They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs
My style is the newest, at rap i'm so fluent, everyone else is my pursuant
I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk
These kids hating saying i've been losing my mind
We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind
Benjamins to make sure my pockets abnormal
Losing track of time as i jump portal to portal
But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest
Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest
Look at all the hoes you losing
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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