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Imma pull up on my Asian bitch, and she like it nice, she got Hello Kitty Got a Louis bag for the chopsticks, and for my profits, 'cause I'm petty with it She was taking off her clothes, too damn fast, 'cause she got sex intentions Imma throw her out if she act different, cause she not shy when she messaging And imma get my money, regardless, of what you think or what you say, I spit a verse, then I throw a bag, get the commentator, play-by-play Tell me my music's so fire and so hard, they just yes men, I hear it everyday I'd rather sit with my thoughts, I can't with you thots, and I don't f*ck with you lames I'd rather hit rock bottom, to see what the top rewards I'd rather invest in chasing my dreams, that I'm running towards I wish I would learn patience, so I could just dream more Get in my feelings, I'm dreaming, after the re-pour And I pray your brothers don't die on your watch, 'cause he lay in your arms and he take his last breath You never know what it's like, his life leave his body, one snap and it's over, he dead He thinking, that he know, the price of his life, but he don't know the value, I ain't talking bread It's said that it's known, but it's never addressed