I'll be damned if I let these bitches stress me
I spent a hundred on this watch and on this chest piece
I spent some money on some bitches that don't deserve me
I'll be damned if a broke bitch can curve me
And all that dancing in club ain't got change nun
I know some niggas that done died by the same gun
I know some bitches should be ashamed
They do anything for fame, yeah
I told my mama Imma bring her back a hundred grand
These bitches sad, they done started them an only fans
You got kid, what you mean you don't understand
When she grow up she gone see her mama giving head
Shaking ass, fucking niggas on the internet
The type of image that stay and you won't forget
But that's a topic and I know that y'all ain't ready yet
So I'm back to the chains with the blue baguettes
And she done feel in love with me cause I'm so icy bitch
She ain't working but want a birkin, she a pricey bitch
Lighstskin, caramel, and the darknesses
I like em all in the mall, I got options bitch
24 in 21 what the problem is
I'm old enough to be her son but I'm fucking it
I came in with my gun, ain't no tucking it
Cause if hoe set me up then I'm bussing it
Everything that I wanted I'm accomplishing
I'm everything that she wanted, I'm astonishing
I own my masters and my name and my publishing
I got enough for me to buy me a hundred friends
And when I get a deal, imma need a hundred mil
Fuck buying a car, imma buy a dealership
Put it in my mama name and get a bigger crib
Show them the how black hustle family really live
I got it all in my bag like a sensei
I be sliding with my niggas on the freeway
My nigga Mel push the gas on the cheapskate
Niggas went from duffle bags to some briefcase
And man I think that's just where these niggas lost me
And I don't argue with these bitches, that's exhausting
If it's time is money, man that shit is costing
Everybody know I like my cake with the buttercream frosting
On south beach, in my white t
When hoped off the stage and they followed me
These Bitches went and dropped a list and ain't acknowledge me
I'm top 50 in the world not the city
I been raw since Uzi left Brittany
I been raw since Bobby left Whitney
I been running but the perckys out to get me
Cause the only way is up, up uplifting
I be feeling like I'm full on empty
She a big body Benz, don't tempt me
She got all kinds of tricks, she freaky
Lighten up my day like a blicky
But they all in my way
They all in my way
They all in my way
These bitches do anything for fame
I spent a hundred on this watch and on this chest piece
I spent some money on some bitches that don't deserve me
I'll be damned if a broke bitch can curve me
And all that dancing in club ain't got change nun
I know some niggas that done died by the same gun
I know some bitches should be ashamed
They do anything for fame, yeah
I told my mama Imma bring her back a hundred grand
These bitches sad, they done started them an only fans
You got kid, what you mean you don't understand
When she grow up she gone see her mama giving head
Shaking ass, fucking niggas on the internet
The type of image that stay and you won't forget
But that's a topic and I know that y'all ain't ready yet
So I'm back to the chains with the blue baguettes
And she done feel in love with me cause I'm so icy bitch
She ain't working but want a birkin, she a pricey bitch
Lighstskin, caramel, and the darknesses
I like em all in the mall, I got options bitch
24 in 21 what the problem is
I'm old enough to be her son but I'm fucking it
I came in with my gun, ain't no tucking it
Cause if hoe set me up then I'm bussing it
Everything that I wanted I'm accomplishing
I'm everything that she wanted, I'm astonishing
I own my masters and my name and my publishing
I got enough for me to buy me a hundred friends
And when I get a deal, imma need a hundred mil
Fuck buying a car, imma buy a dealership
Put it in my mama name and get a bigger crib
Show them the how black hustle family really live
I got it all in my bag like a sensei
I be sliding with my niggas on the freeway
My nigga Mel push the gas on the cheapskate
Niggas went from duffle bags to some briefcase
And man I think that's just where these niggas lost me
And I don't argue with these bitches, that's exhausting
If it's time is money, man that shit is costing
Everybody know I like my cake with the buttercream frosting
On south beach, in my white t
When hoped off the stage and they followed me
These Bitches went and dropped a list and ain't acknowledge me
I'm top 50 in the world not the city
I been raw since Uzi left Brittany
I been raw since Bobby left Whitney
I been running but the perckys out to get me
Cause the only way is up, up uplifting
I be feeling like I'm full on empty
She a big body Benz, don't tempt me
She got all kinds of tricks, she freaky
Lighten up my day like a blicky
But they all in my way
They all in my way
They all in my way
These bitches do anything for fame
( Metrical Futurity )
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