Talk that, f#ck around
Pushing out that perfect sound
Spin the block, turn around
Speak your mind or quiet down
Link up, Ben drowned
I was lost but now I found a way to expand from a quarter to a f#ckin’ pound
Whatchu talking ’bout?
I can make the money walk
I could talk my sh#t or I could let the money talk
Wake up, read my texts
See something nice I spend a check
Thirty dollar jewelry shine beautifully when on her neck
Ay, f#ckin’
Ay, Stay f#ckin’
I’m a straight f#cker
I never say, “I love you”
But you know that I still love you
What the hell? (The f#ck was that?)
I-I don’t know what that was
Let’s nevеr do that again
That really f#cks me up dude
Weighing my options
There’s weight on my head
Already top ten
Refresh, I’m top eight
Forget what they say
I don’t have to listen
You put lipstick on a pig and then brought it as your prom date
D-d-d-d-
Spit it out son
Skin so pale can’t get enough sun
You’re looking at me like I’m tripping or sumn
Spitting so fast, can’t control my tongue
If I wanna do something then I’ll do it while I’m young
I don’t give a f#ck, now get out, run
You had to relocate but even I can see your fate
Low wage, income
Three lovers, no love
Two kids, hate one
If I were you I’d come back
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