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Trippie Redd
2:50I grinded my whole life to get this money Like my bitches better by the two Sometimes I think they really out to get me Nowadays, I got too much to lose I don't fuck with people 'cause they sketchy Finger on the trigger like it's glue Loving me got you all so confused Everybody dead to me, apocalyptic, huh All of my guns got lasers, they futuristic Caught so many bodies, you just another statistic I can't stop poppin' them pills 'cause I'm nihilistic The expectations that you have for me, not realistic Caught me cheating with my ex and you went ballistic Pullin' up in that space coupe, science fiction Had to kick the lil' hoe out, it's an eviction I grinded my whole life to get this money Like my bitches better by the two Sometimes I think they really out to get me Nowadays, I got too much to lose I don't fuck with people 'cause they sketchy Finger on the trigger like it's glue Loving me got you all so confused My heart filled up with so much pain, don't have no room for you No room, no room, no room Nineteen thousand square feet and still don't have no room for you No room, no room, no room My heart filled up with too much pain, I don't have no room for you No room, no room, no room