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3:15Bitch I'm on zoom Keep tryna figure me out, we ain't cool Don't give a fuck bout no feelings or rules I tell ya bitch what it is, she say cool I'm off the top when I hit, but it's true They tryna cancel me out, but I tune They tryna park all my shit but I cruise Tryna win, they want me to lose Boy, I dont give a fuck 'bout no bitch, you know who I am I'm on the block when the money land I was on blocks with the funny tan Like fuck all the cops, do the running man I'm cooking up opps, get your pot and pan I dont need all them stans to know who I am I just stuffed all them bricks in the rental van I'm good, I'm good, I'm good Tell shawty please pour up my foam I'm in the back, that's a league of my own Dont get it back but i keep giving more Keep telling me oh, they want me to blow I'm blowing sherbacio, feelings let go They trying to stop me, I keep getting more Been finding my way, don't know where to go I'm in the field, still on ten toes Chopping it up once a month just to coast I'm out of the pack and i want all the smoke What happened to kin, we used to be folk Get shook like a pen, I'm selling my soul Keep saying you got me but never come close I married the streets, my glock on propose You posting for clout, that's cute when you pose I'm in and out, still feeling alone Keep counting me out Ima keep getting it in (getting it in) Pour in a drought I'm tryna feel it again (feel it again) They single me out I got no feelings again (feelings again) Keep counting it up I rather money than friends (money than friends) No feelings again I rather money than friends (money than friends) No feelings again I rather money than friends (money than friends) No feelings again I rather money than friends (money than friends) No feelings again I rather money than friends (money than friends) Oh, you mad? Good Oh, you sad? Good Paper tags, ugh Smoking gas, ugh All i know is big facts, big facts All i count is big racks, big racks If you ain't first, you last Tryna hold me, can't grasp I can't hang with you wannabes Tell the truth you wanna be I dont fear what i'm going to be Thats infront of me, that's infront of me All this pain, it's a part of me All this fame, it's a part of me Tryna be all i got is me That's infront of me, that's infront of me