f#ck everybody outside
Tinted windows I got people on the inside
I might start selling bricks with my – wild
And my new sh#t mean this my top 5
If that sh#t ain’t come from me couldn’t be a fact
I don’t f#cking need a thing hold up matter fact
I take it back I need a switch on my new metal
What the f#ck you think these racks for, sentimental?
b#tch I’mBack with it I found you I want blood b#tch
Track different as soon as you put me in the mix
I’m gettin’ sicker every second you gon’ die quick
I’m impatient I want figures for a feature
Runnin’ up a tab with the f#cking grim reaper
Money in the bag living ain’t gon’ get cheaper
I’m outside y’all window with the f#cking street sweeper
Watch yaself I been through it one time
Then I’m running through a full bottle two nights
Couldn’t be like me if you tried three lives
Think ’bout giving up and f#cking buy a four five
Figured I was different since I’m six years old
Seven out of seven every week wouldn’t fold
I drop eighty proof and it’s nine times bigger
Ten out of ten speaking of which I need liquor
X2
If you still ain’t pick it up I’m a motherf#cking issue
Longer I’m alive mama cry ’cause she been through
Every other penny that her son made burnt
Dead man walking yeah b#tch but I learn
Every f#cking second that I breath b#tch I earn that
f#ck you, don’t wanna hear sh#t after backpack
I’m f#cking better b#tch I’m in it that’s a setback
Trust me I’m ’bout my motherf#cking getback
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