I got a little bit of money fillin' my pockets Roll around like I run this shit I got a system filled up with toxins I've been broken-hearted, now it's fuck that bitch Getting high to deal with my problems Fucking bitches, getting drunk as shit But these bitches getting obnoxious They nothin' to me though I love this shit Go long days, longer nights Talk too much, the wrong advice All the lights, and call my life Doctor, doctor, will you help me Keep me healthy, keep it low, this where hell be Ain't shit you can tell me now Fuck this rap shit, bitch I'm sellin' out Ooh shit, with my new bitch you jealous now Smokin' weed at the crib watching Belly Now All the pain that they causin' like fuck it we ballin' now, everythin' straight You feeling the feeling, I'm chilling, just living, I'm living away Conversations we having, I'm getting too static, too much on my plate Lord, I need me a breakīut I be good by the weekend I be good by the weekend Everything good by the weekend Everything will be good by the weekend We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, like fuck it We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight, fuck it We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight We going out tonight, yeah we going out tonight
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