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Uh, I'm in love with the money, count the fame, chains and blasphemous hoes Ecstasy and Molly, make me feel like I've been here before But I know I'm my own future, fucking hoes and selling shows I've been inside of my head, I'm seeing all my highs and lows Xanax brought me to my lowest, but that perky bring me high I got too much substance in my system, I think I just died Shorty, I know I've been through a lot, you know I'll be fine Wide body SUV, taking up two parking spots You say you be showing love, but I don't feel the love no more I know you be cheating, so tell me what you even lying for Your bitch be loving how I dress, she wanna put on my clothes But I'm in love with the money, cars, hoes, so I'm in my mode Fasho, I've been in my head, fighting all these demons The devil told me that she love me, but I don't understand it either The devil reaching out for my soul, but she don't know how I'm preaching Uh, I be preaching uh, leave her leaking