I just wanna make music,
I'mma let you hang chick
Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights
At a studio or your funeral, i'm still spitting multiple times
At a studio or your funeral, i'm still spitting multiple times
While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines
I make elevating music
Bulletproof vest won't protect shit
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit
Double m g forever though
Set up my own home studio
Making dollar bills out of music
I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit
And he's the only nigga in this particular grade
When i leave the studio i'm gonna get paid
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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