Look at all the hoes you losing
And getting money is the song i sing
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
But i'm not revealing the stress of losing whitney
So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force
Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/
My first rap is off the dome, no beat just rap along.
Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long
Im losing my vitality
Shit with our whole family
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
I'm battling these demons at the moment i am losing
Proclaim my thoughts reasons and opinions and reclaim my thrown at the top of this rap "game",
These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing
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