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Mama call me like pick up your phone Damn think I finally overdosed Gold locket necklace it's filled with coke Yea you know me ima do what I want She said that I can f*ck her when I want You can't buy me I got numbers to flaunt Living my life from myself on the run Living my life on the run Don't call me can't spoil me Stay away cause I don't like your loyalty Burberrys' falling off me I'm too high don't cross me She likes me but the drugs in love with me No heartbeat jewelry is still on freeze Got no ecstasy out of promethazine Need me thorazine To count that bread up in my sleep Had too many xans feel I ain't ya man Couldn't support my kids Drugs was like a crutch to stand It wasn't in my plans that I was hardly there Now papa got that bread To make y'all Christmas Santa land Baguette about it Numbers wrapped in rubber bands I bow my head when count it up An thank the man upstairs Hide self inflicted scars Put jewelry on my hands Had to I3 the wrist jewelry flew Way out from France Don't call the money phone Until I'm off the land no choreographer But check the way the jewelry dance No choreographer But check the way the jewelry dance Mama call me like pick up your phone Damn think I finally overdosed Gold locket necklace it's filled with coke Yea you know me ima do what I want She said that I can f*ck her when I want You can't buy me I got numbers to flaunt Living my life from myself on the run Living my life on the run Mama call me like pick up your phone Damn think I finally overdosed Gold locket necklace it's filled with coke Yea you know me ima do what I want She said that I can f*ck her when I want You can't buy me I got numbers to flaunt Living my life from myself on the run Living my life on the run