| Hey Track, you ran off with this one
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| Shout out to YodaYae
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| Hold up H, You cooked that?
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| Hot cut the fan on
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| It feel way deeper when you swimmin' in your feelings (Swimmin' on your
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| feelings)
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| Money don’t change thing’s, you still don’t be happy with these millions
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| All this ice on my chain, I still don’t eat in front of parents
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| All these cars, and these houses, only hide you from the rain
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| Everybody know your neighbours, still a stranger that’s a shame
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| They only wish for what you give, don’t love you it' a game
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| Still screamin' fuck the fame, I’m just saying, stay the same
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| Money, cars and fame, watch your people cause they change
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| Diamond rings change, everything from Johnny Dang
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| Won’t take you to the grave don’t mean that they won’t bust your brain
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| And hide the ones you love, niggas shoot out, no aim
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| Make your boy famous, the bigger I get, the bigger Ima leave a stain,
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| ain’t got no gain
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| And they wanna, why love
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| And they ask me why I don’t trust
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| Cause this shit here ain’t enough
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| When I’m dead they’ll show me love
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| This fake love, this fake love |