Nomit

I show up when I don't want to
I still smoke Dutch Master I don't do Fronto
Hit it to the face and make the weed smoke noise
I don't pass it I like how it make me paranoid
Don't cast it if I shared the Sauce with you Soy
Deal with all my business, that's something I can't avoid

If ours is unfinished wait till it comes back around
If I died before it did they would have to pull me out the ground
The motto is get rich baby, keep the mental strap out
The only back that I know is back-pay, not back out
(Back pay not back out)

I'm not just a user I feel like the Admin now
Gamers hate me in the server
Fuck them and their play style
I login, I'm organized
They looking like misplaced files

I've gotten used to fake smiles and disappointments
On the other end, blind luck and great fortunes
I used to fight it every mission I'd try to abort it
Now I see life balancing out all proportions
I could see mice squeaking amongst tigers roaring
She was talking way too fast, I know she likes snorting
Even when I find a good one, I can't wife shorty
I'm meant to succeed
Abundance is mi amore

Make your green, curb the greed, and add to the story
Keep in mind this is reality, not allegories
I been fine caught some people wishing badder for me
About time I turned up and stop reacting poorly
(Rea-reacting poorly)

The people will adore me
I never lost sorely
This isn't from forcing
On Alibaba sourcing
No Prada on my body
I'm BRED sporting

I been transforming, shape shifting
To make millions
Too smart, you can't stiff him
If you stick out, don't mix in
Old friends, I don't miss them
Talk my shit, no omission



Credits
Writer(s): Kleber Mendes
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