Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck
Im on another level, and your winded trying to catch up
Young money like drake and nicki
And you are you too, but bitch i'm three
Your just another meal, another one i like to chew,
I guarantee our change whatever we go through
Y'all niggas about to feel thisbreak out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms
Lose your mind in the rhythm, another kingdom ill from the cycling symptoms,
Before i scream at your face find another place
I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways
Still better than any shit from drake
We both had dreams of being great
But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak
Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat
There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for
Your father left you for another
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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