You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king
Made it out my city like chance the rapper and living
And i just want to hold her
Off this liquor with a stripper
Made a living and a killing off it
Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
I'm living a fairytale except this one isn't fiction
How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit
Made a living and a killing off it
Living off adrenaline, no shits given for a trophy ‘n pedestal
And i've seen the other people you hang with, they treat you terrible,
And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot
Started off with a vic made it to the top
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