Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side
Lifestyle, finest type, yeah nigga we alright
Never agree with that message
I'm not poor but i'm not rich/
Where the lips of your teen daughter sits, bitch
Nothins stopping me from being rich
All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style
Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle
Specially equities, reckon we smile
Meanwhile your lifestyle had no textile
He’ll be making people rich,
Rather beatin on the bitch
I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile
I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull
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