Hallucinating off money, I've been seeing devils
They tell me it's my time, but I ain't seen bezels
She was telling me, I want you, yeah, you do it better
She said, when she see me, yeah, she get wetter
Told me, hop in the stu
Man, look where it led us
I've been trying to stop, talk it to y'all bitches, man, I'm fed up
She told me she love me for me, man, I know it's a setup
I done sold a hundred pints, trying to sell a hundred records
I done sold a hundred grams, man, I'm trying to sell a hundred records
Yeah they hate to see you win what the f*ck should we all lose?
They need to let that lil' boy Pesoo out, he eatin on that dog food
I'm only five feet, but I stand up on you like a tall dude
Last night I talked to God, he told me mama proud of you
Used to make some money, now he laying on that road, that's what powder do
Used to sip a pint, now I got a box, and I got some f*cking cali too
I'm just disappointed, what the f*ck you mean? I ain't sad at you
Even though you crossed me, I ain't gon sit around and be mad at you
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Hallucinating off money, I've been seeing devils
They tell me it's my time, but I ain't seen bezels
She was telling me, I want you, yeah, you do it better
She said, when she see me, yeah, she get wetter
Told me, hop in the stu
Man, look where it led us
I've been trying to stop, talk it to y'all bitches, man, I'm fed up
She told me she love me for me, man, I know it's a setup
I done sold a hundred pints, trying to sell a hundred records
I done sold a hundred grams, man, I'm trying to sell a hundred records
Yeah they hate to see you win what the f*ck should we all lose?
They need to let that lil' boy Pesoo out, he eatin on that dog food
I'm only five feet, but I stand up on you like a tall dude
Last night I talked to God, he told me mama proud of you
Used to make some money, now he laying on that road, that's what powder do
Used to sip a pint, now I got a box, and I got some f*cking cali too
I'm just disappointed, what the f*ck you mean? I ain't sad at you
Even though you crossed me, I ain't gon sit around and be mad at you
They tell me it's my time, but I ain't seen bezels
She was telling me, I want you, yeah, you do it better
She said, when she see me, yeah, she get wetter
Told me, hop in the stu
Man, look where it led us
I've been trying to stop, talk it to y'all bitches, man, I'm fed up
She told me she love me for me, man, I know it's a setup
I done sold a hundred pints, trying to sell a hundred records
I done sold a hundred grams, man, I'm trying to sell a hundred records
Yeah they hate to see you win what the f*ck should we all lose?
They need to let that lil' boy Pesoo out, he eatin on that dog food
I'm only five feet, but I stand up on you like a tall dude
Last night I talked to God, he told me mama proud of you
Used to make some money, now he laying on that road, that's what powder do
Used to sip a pint, now I got a box, and I got some f*cking cali too
I'm just disappointed, what the f*ck you mean? I ain't sad at you
Even though you crossed me, I ain't gon sit around and be mad at you
Writer: Mookie Yungin
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