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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Benz, the coupe Lean, with you Tris, and juice My hundreds came in blue Rollie, too cool Moncler yeah, for my boots Balenci on my shoe I'm too up lil' bitch I flew I know that they hating, cause I win, but they gon' lose These niggas staying mad, cause they can't' move how I move And yeah, they staying sad cause they can't do what I do And I'll joke but I won't lie I'ma say it true Yeah, do you feel me I know you hear me, but do you feel me My emotions gone, it ain't no way to heal me I know you not the realest, don't know the real me I know they wanna kill me But they can't ever kill me I'm hotter than they ever fuckin' will be They told me that it's pointless and I'll still be broke You a clown in the circus, you a joke You can't handle life no more so, grab that rope Tie it round your neck, until you start to choke While I go light the booth on fire, they gon' smell the smoke I'm too rich, yeah I pulled up in a Benz Love my bitch, but I might go f*ck her friend Money tall, I stack it down and never spend Can't f*ck with pussy boys Them niggas gon' get spint' Benz, the coupe Lean, with you Tris, and juice My hundreds came in blue Rollie, too cool Moncler yeah, for my boots Balenci on my shoe I'm too up lil' bitch I flew I know that they hating, cause I win, but they gon' lose These niggas staying mad, cause they can't' move how I move And yeah, they staying sad cause they can't do what I do And I'll joke but I won't lie I'ma say it true This shit not a joke so, please dont test me I invented this, give me my check please It's crazy how I knew I was the next thing I cut her off cause she was not the best thing I cant take much more, it's just too much damage It's sitting on my chest, still don't know how I manage And I still don't know a thing, all my thoughts start to vanish I told you once before, but you can't understand Bout to die, need that dreaming I can't lie, I'm still leaning Out my mind, no more thinking Feeling like my body's sinking Feel too fuzzy, thoughts ain't forming Take a X, my body's soaring Off the drank, it leave me snoring I can't stop, I keep on pouring Benz, the coupe Lean, with you Tris, and juice My hundreds came in blue Rollie, too cool Moncler yeah, for my boots Balenci on my shoe I'm too up lil' bitch I flew I know that they hating, cause I win, but they gon' lose These niggas staying mad, cause they can't' move how I move And yeah, they staying sad cause they can't do what I do And I'll joke but I won't lie I'ma say it true Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah