Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise
But i'm not a dummy, without money i'm stuck here for life
I run for the money
Blow up on this society
I think you never heard the intense but it aint sexuall it's hate i aint rapping for the money
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
Crazy what these niggas out here doin' for that deal shit
I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret
Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies
I don't think it will work out, school just ain't my thing for the price
I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind
Cuz for a split second i think that you won't mind but then i find
Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money
You don't do it for the money, you do it 'cause it's funny,
You got the whole song confused,its hard out here for a trick.
But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick
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