I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come
It's like i was subtracted and taken away from the sum
I don't see a problem
Do the math, get the sum
To sum up six hearts when i carve them apart.
Want the title but im always fighting under card
So now my hardware problems will sum up to none
I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason
We got money to go get baby
Got sum real bad hoes that will fuck me for free
So, they hate and they say
U feel sum type of way,
Second peter one three
We like to party
You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much
Desperate for a check with a sum, depressed and act savage
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