Go back and lack brain nigga gettin catchy.
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them
They would act like they packed macs and smoked hash when,
But still no one believes in me, team be like fuck that, act out in class
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night
Though my burdens feel heavy, i feel like they gettin light
The nigga gettin pussy just bustin his rhymes
Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive
But money never lasts, in fact it's only last
Like the 1st amendment, then they send the rico act,
They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends
They say that i act too flamboyant i’m just tryna be myself
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