Merci

I don’t feel nothing but one day
I’m doing drugs on Monday
Everyone clapping like gun play
I put it down like a Sunday
I hit them all in my church shoes
I don’t do nothing like you do
Take a step back for I hurt you
I won’t touch you its voodoo
He ain’t nothing like me
He will never be
You couldn’t entice me we never agree
I be touching money that you will never see
I was hopping out the car in Paris (Merci)
I am out of questions
I don’t have a doubt in my mind
I’m just so damn stuck in my mind
Now I’m fucking checks up in the sunshine
Fuck the fake ones
Fuck the one time
Fuck all my enemies but we all die some time
Crunch time
Let me get some space and get one line
Back up inside my head space racing after
Raked up, tabbed up
Put it in the back now
I don’t want no eye contact look back down
Rainy city baby counting money up since Thraxxhouse
Got some racks now but I’m still feeling sad now
He ain’t nothing like me
He will never be
You couldn’t entice me we never agree
I be touching money that you will never see
I was hopping out the car in Paris (Merci)