For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes
And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those
Cause our weekends ain't the shit that the weeknd singin bout
No disrespect, you can't respect yourself then just get out
I'm freakin the hoes bra
Kicks new, my denim, raw
Why is it when i talk i'm so biased to the hoes
I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows
Then waking up in the morning sore next to a damned dead blonde whore
You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door
Can't believe the label that signed you, they should've rejected
And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that
Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works
Rejected from being a baller, infected with the thinking that we're all nerds
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