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Yea, we good

Nothing come for free, nothing for free
All the hours put into this shit now I can't sleep
I remember you used to spend your day just smoking trees
All you bitches hating, now you on your knees
Get the fuck off of my dick and off my dinner plate
I've just been a fucking genius since the second grade
Just cuz were related don't mean we relate
So lose my fucking number and forget my name

What the fuck you know about me
I've been like this all week
Please don't show up being rowdy
You know I don't like that shit
I like it more when I get woozy
Cuz everything seem more amusing
Making me feel less bitter
Making me feel more moody
I don't got time to waste
I don't got time for a movie
I know what's best for me
That's why you see me real choosy

I'm on a whole other level
I need a hoe that do better
No more wasted potential
Cuz funeral is eventual
Going hard is essential
I'm tryna die and be membered

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Writer(s): Christopher Carmona
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