I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck
Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/
All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school
A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll
Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit
Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music
But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips
Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence
And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that
To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town
Yea, i am the nail forever holdin em down
Now that you’re gone, gone, gone
And i keep on moving like nothing wrong
And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad
You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad
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