You said everything I do is wrong This is why I sing my song, my song You said I always do is wrong is why I sing my song, sing my song Yea
I'd like to thank my momma for the comma king grown into Use to be and now I put a hole in two Got money on my mind i'm listening to Carter 2 Hut 1, Hut 2, yea I hit her an audible Yea its nautical she's on my Look at all these she say "oh behave" I say I pay for the only I and U And you know they at me while i'm eyeing you just jealous of the bags that i bought you (They talkin shit) When you not around you it's torture (They make up lies) Now they preying on me a vulture, vulture You be bad and boujee for the culture,
You said I always do is wrong This is why I sing my song, sing my You said I always do is wrong This is why I sing my song, sing my Yea
I will never let you me You can the blame Say you never met me Tell your girlfriends all the that you let me go But I, never let you tell lies Everything I do, you try to minimize Still I do it all again 17 times No
I feel something like Mayweather i'm underrated (I you) Left two feet on concrete like wet pavement (Get out of here) If i'm tripping it's something nice like West (Go) I'm way worse a nightmare, Im Wes Craven (You're the worst)
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