Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool
After this eighth be high like out of middle school
With no food man ask my momma it was very hard
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Dream of a king's been a nightmare for anyone
U got 1000 enemies i got none
Fantasizing about the fountains, i have better ideas, why fuck it with college/
Word...bugatiis i just wake up in wait uh min u aint got no bugatti ok..i was playin bitch
Im starved got you in my pot call it food for thought
Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog
And thats why i got all this food on my tray, nigga
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents
Its alright u have no friends
Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time
U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..
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