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Ayy
See me have a good day
Control + C, Control + V
Then say they never heard of me
Ayy
Ya’ll pressed yes I know
I cannot relate
No competition and no rivals
Praying that I burn
See me burn up on a high note
Have me thinking that I need
A burner on my side though
You don’t want no problems
Make me hop up off the high road
Because if you test me
You gonna need some milk and bible
(«He need some milk!»)
Just another year making moves without a crew
God bless that gross revenue shit
Risked taking L’s every time I made a move
But when I do I flip it for improvements
I said a lot of things and ya’ll watch me go and prove shit
A lot of people talk but I never seen them do shit
Blowing up my Twitter on some Cock-A-Doodle-Doo shit
You boys gossip girls and your girl is raising you‚ shit
Ayy
See me have a good day
Control + C‚ Control + V
Then say they never heard of me
Ayy
Ya’ll pressed yes I know
I cannot relate
No competition and no rivals
Praying that I burn
See me burn up on a high note
Have me thinking that I need
A burner on my side though
Ex used to be my sidekick
Now she psycho
Trying to get her ass into
Therapy is vital
Just another year making moves all alone
Just another year‚ few hundred on my own shit
Bitches want half, running tactics on the low
They hope I fail if the prophylactics don’t, shit
Now I’m copping Tom Ford for the road too
New perfume every city that I roll through
Way too soon to get over what I’m going through
That’s why there’s places that you’ll never see me go to
Anymore…
There’s places you’ll never see me go to anymore
(I'm so drunk… I miss you)
I don’t go
Places I can’t go to anymore alone
I don’t
Back again‚ oh
All on me
Swear it’s all on me
Yea it’s all on me
Who you are