But money never lasts, in fact it's only last
Bitch i found my path, still in school but im not good with math.
I ain't being dramatic these feelings are automatic you don't know until you go at it
You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit
Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep
Being wit you, life feels at its peak,
I like my bitches good at math
Bring your pen and your weed stash
I’m so fly i don’t even got wings
To be good at rap, you need no limits
Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood
I'm the next big thing, but y'all look at me like i'm no good
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