Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne
I need your love like plants need rain,
Enough to paint a picture, my true profession
Theres no need you dont need the attention
Takes over their artistic need
If it's me that catch you, you're fried
Me and my peeps often meet
A mentalist that's what you need.
I would clean and you wouldn't need
Yeah i know we never got to meet
You take what you don't need.
I said i got my ass beat
When i'm on it, on it like my job
Don't need to drink, don't need to smoke,
I need it my way, i need 9 trays
Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways
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