ON EVERYTHING
Numb to rain numb to the pain
I seen everything
Play with that fam bitch you get hang that's on everything
I see he got it on his mind but he ain't gon slang a thing
Been in this shit sense a while
But they gone know my name
I ain't stressin thing I just got in my bag
Cash money gotta go get the cash
Fuck that lil hoe I be chasing a bag
Niggas be hoes they going out sad
Swear to god that they chasing the bag
Bro scrap up with a pro mag
And you ain't even know that
We be giving toe tags
Tell his people check on his bitch ass
About that cash I'll make them hitters come and get his ass
They ain't see me getting pass
But just know I been moving fast
Numb to rain numb to the pain
I seen everything
Play with that fam bitch you get hang that's on everything
I see he got it on his mind but he ain't gon slang a thing
Been in this shit sense a while
But they gone know my name
I ain't stressin thing I just got in my bag
Cash money gotta go get the cash
Fuck that lil hoe I be chasing a bag
Niggas be hoes they going out sad
Swear to god that they getting the bag
Bro scrap up with a pro mag
And you ain't even know that
I seen everything
Play with that fam bitch you get hang that's on everything
I see he got it on his mind but he ain't gon slang a thing
Been in this shit sense a while
But they gone know my name
I ain't stressin thing I just got in my bag
Cash money gotta go get the cash
Fuck that lil hoe I be chasing a bag
Niggas be hoes they going out sad
Swear to god that they chasing the bag
Bro scrap up with a pro mag
And you ain't even know that
We be giving toe tags
Tell his people check on his bitch ass
About that cash I'll make them hitters come and get his ass
They ain't see me getting pass
But just know I been moving fast
Numb to rain numb to the pain
I seen everything
Play with that fam bitch you get hang that's on everything
I see he got it on his mind but he ain't gon slang a thing
Been in this shit sense a while
But they gone know my name
I ain't stressin thing I just got in my bag
Cash money gotta go get the cash
Fuck that lil hoe I be chasing a bag
Niggas be hoes they going out sad
Swear to god that they getting the bag
Bro scrap up with a pro mag
And you ain't even know that
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