Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me
And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy
Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range
Do what do, and never ever change
The pain of knowing you fucked up, but you may never change
They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange
And i ain't trying to land
I want to change but i cant
Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him
So forget what they said and change the conversation
I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer
I cant even remember what you look like anymore
While half my mental belongs in a cage
Peep game don't let the money make you change
I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue
You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you
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