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I just want y'all to that money change others
More the receiver of it and
Fame level, the shadiness out, to be in public
Fuck me though

I need ID baby
(I still got Braxton playing)

So many care man
So many again and again
So many gone by
So friends is in the wind
So many niggas is pretend
So women that think they the shit
As I let the years go by, new phone who is
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same who is this?
Same phone who is
phone who is this?
So many years go by, new phone who is
to me, what's up?

I'ma get it, I'ma get it, this
I'm the realest, I been kicking since
I'm the realest, all my in a good place
On the real, got my with a mixtape
Now I never like I used to though
But why you mad as if you don't know?
I ain't getting bags and my crew not on
'Cause you getting bags bet that loot gon', show
I'm on the road, I'm on the
Tan money, another
We on the road, we on the
Uh, still hungry for it
Smoking in Hollywood, I'm real important
Tracy bringing the bitches who looking for it
EBM, EBM is bigger than all us
Looking like a hundred mill with knowledge
Try and tell them niggas this better than college
Super stupid, see my music should come propellers
Stomach still hungry as
Even I know this money is coming forever
Niggas say "get dollars up, hope you stay the same"
So I'm counting my and counting niggas change
And niggas tell me I'm Hollywood
But y'all the same niggas that to say that I probably wouldn't

So many care man
So many again and again
So years gone by
So many friends is in the
So niggas is really pretend
So many women that think the shit
As I let the years go by, new who is this?
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same phone who is
Same who is this?
Same phone who is
So many years gone by, new who is this?
Talk to me, up?

There's days I think of you,
And the things I do, baby
like I'm in middle school, now you really hate it
Sub-tweeting the shit out you, when a nigga
Get feelings together, why you practicing hatred?
statements for immaculate statements
Shackled and chained up, that's what the game
Bitches that blow my high go on my fan club
Bossed up like shit, bossed up "shit"
Broads can't talk dirty, she on my dick
Show up in Balmain, niggas that hate
Show up with bitches who their horoscope is their faith
4 in the babe, no I'm not picking up
No, I'm not with a bitch, I ain't sleep in a month
Hope you can understand I'm the same one
But I'm finna clothes, keys, and gate code
the bang button, 'cause, this ain't the same number

So many hearts man
So thoughts again and again
So many years by
So many friends is in the
So many niggas is pretend
So many that think they the shit
As I let the years go by, new phone who is
Got a new phone, who is
New phone, who is
As I let the years go by, same phone who is
Same who is this?
phone who is this?
So many years go by, new phone who is
to me, what's up?