As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream
People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean
Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that
From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab
I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up
I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup
To a different state were me and the people like this dont relate
Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate
Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces
You in to that animal stuff
Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps
Cause after all the lights and screams
What happened to the stuff we used to do?
And the blogger has their reviews in rear view
Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight
Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate
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