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That's why the bands my grand priority\nWhen I die, I hope fans admire me and I live on like Anne Frank's diary\nI've undeniably got anxiety, I feel detached when in society\nI may hurt her 'cause I'm a half heart, it's hard for me to love entirely (let me hear that)\n\nI'll go to your girl's house, piss on the toilet seat, and wipe my piece with your durag\nHomeless beggin' and holdin' out two hands, said they need money to go and get food\nThen come straight to the trap with a food bank, now I'm ridin' around, bulletproof van\nJust flew out the group chat, got her wet, then I flew back on the jet with a new batch\n\nWagwan then, show me what's gwanin', if it ain't regardin' guap, stop askin'\nMan, how I am, I'm calm, paid 300K retail for the Richie\nBut it resale for a fifth, what a bargain, copped a Brabus wrapped in carbon\nRocket-launchin' when I stop and start it\n\nDrove past the bus stop I used to bust shots at, got flashback, got nostalgic\nThe road we chose came with a diversion\nMy girl said I'm not a nice person and she know me better than anyone\nBut bein' a good guy ain't my purpose, anyway, I got you a Birkin\nNever give up, I just can't quit, if I never got rich, I would die workin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.03] DC10 with Jeff Bezos, serious glitch in the matrix\n[00:17.14] Hope it kicks in quick, I'm impatient 'cause I just took a pill and I'm waitin'\n[00:20.44] I can't wait until my limbs feel weightless, activated, tinglin' sensation\n[00:23.78] When I gave her a glimpse, she was basic, lip now thin and this bitch is amazin'\n[00:26.95] Send man jail for rehabilitation, with a wish that it fix our behaviours\n[00:30.60] Cuz got hit with the six and he rid that, came fresh home to the strip on the same shit\n[00:33.98] Turnt cosmetic surgeon, fill him with teeth or give him a facelift\n[00:37.14] But five him, I've put more on a paigon's head than I've spent on my main chick\n[00:40.66] Free all the get-backs, kill all the rapists, live by the sword and die by the sword\n[00:43.91] I gave man benefit of the doubt, but I coulda sworn that guy was a fraud\n[00:48.17] If I played a sport, they'd give Ballon d'Or, I take Ls well 'cause I can afford\n[00:50.68] Mm, their motion's low, no surprise, they want me outlined in chalk\n[00:54.51] How can I quit when my fam rely on me? 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