Simo Fre just killed this
Sick and tired of going 'round the same thing, going constantly
A quarter of my life
Uh, might blow 30k, it ain't nothing
I don't chase drink to the bag I'm running
Say you fuck with me, why you act so funny?
Keep the same energy and don't ask for nothing
Everything turn bad, so what?
Buying out stores and my rings came flooded
In the middle of the sea, baby, I ain't seen nothing
I smoke me a P, that's for two days running
Shit get hard, but I stay win as well
Why the fuck I feel pain?
All this money I touch
Popping all face pills, my adrenaline rush
Oh shit, I dare a nigga heart might bust
Bro might pour an eight in a crush
Three five, that's an eight in a blunt
Bandaid bro stay in the cut
Bank rolls, bitch, I stay with a bunch
Focused on money, I'm chilling
Shit to the ceiling, put bag over feelings
Shit that I'm feeling, I know they won't get it
I don't give a fuck, I don't fuck with too many
Get silly and end up a killing
I burn out the town and whoever against me
Fell for her, I know I was tripping
She hurt me to her, I'll never admit it
Double back here, never get a rerun
I'm gonna let bygones be bygones
I don't know about him, but I keep one
If it ain't about the money, then I won't come
It's a big bankroll I hold, and that money don't fold
Little nigga, do you want some?
Strapped down, got poles, and I'm rocking out shows
Got souls, little nigga wanna be one
In the sport top speed, both sipping on lean
Codeine got them sleep, I don't want none
Money all I see, but it's all on me
They depending on Dot, but it's no love
Wonder where would I be if I ain't get
Screams in the kitchen, was whipping up Yoda
Try drama like Joy
We'll hit a nigga up, give no fuck
Might blow 30k, it ain't nothing
I don't chase drink to the bag I'm running
Say you fuck with me, why you act so funny?
Keep the same energy and don't ask for nothing
Everything turn bad, so what?
Buying out stores and my rings came flooded
In the middle of the sea, baby, I ain't seen nothing
I smoke me a P, that's for two days running
Shit get hard, but I stay win as well
Why the fuck I feel pain?
All this money I touch
Popping all face pills, my adrenaline rush
Oh shit, I dare a nigga heart might bust
Bro might pour an eight in a crush
Three five, that's an eight in a blunt
Bandaid bro stay in the cut
Bank rolls, bitch, I stay with a bunch
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