I’m tryna be low key
My parents keep telling me
I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids
You remind me of my dad, reminding me of my mistakes
My beating heart telling me your my remedy
It's a battlejust for tha big money
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
Me im by my lonely
My father never talks to me
The good kid from the ugly city
Took my heart away from money
Long as my bitches love me
It's me, my honesty's brutal
Lady at the frank stand will
The youngest of my mother kids
Telling your bestfriends secrets
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