To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
Kinda getting sick of this technology it owes me an apology
Given this fiction vision n' mission of life,
And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys
All my new bitches seem to get old real quick
I'm sick of this prick who sucks and fucks a stick
I’m sick of busting my ass for this minimum wage,
See, welcome to fame where most of us is gon' change
Sick of this shit time to overthrow
Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low
So let's have a toast, everything fine
This life is just a lease of time
This irritation of life that's getting real old
Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold
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