You now know my name and my claim
Balling, but it’s not a game
You try mess with my name, my game
I live my life in tha fast lane
Until you go behind my back
It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Is my life,you consider it my call
The fields of wv is where i was raised,
Said i'm just tryna do this quick like make haste
I was raised this way
You are my getaway
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
You heard my name in my last rap but not my story
Loving you is clouding my head
We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check
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