To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit
And if you got money man the head is amazing
Me, on my knees, praying to stop being a slave and waiting,
We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next
Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag
And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad
And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed
You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement
A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free
Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
So, i'm moving on to the next competitor to experiment like i've got a beaker.
Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit
Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?
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