M.I.A
I can't break free from my mind
Drugs all over my body I can't sleep I'm like why
All this trap money I keep spending all the time
Tryna break free from this pain i feel like dyin'
Why
How was he trippin on me when I call
You know that we do it for money
You knew me and the gang we was plaudin' on you
And didn't want to be part of it
If it were up to me you wouldn't be trappin'
I don't give a fuck If you sorry
I got ice in my neck I give zero fucks
And I never worry bout haters
I'm a boss It do it like Nikie
Your shody just told me she don't like me
She follows my page on IG
She slide on my DM on private
But I'm treating this bitch like a side dish
We was trapped in the cold i can't trip
Yeah you know that a nigga be getting rich
Yea i cant eve trip on the mission
She feeding my swag
Luie vee tat on my bag
I wanna drip on Shanell
She fell in love with my lifestyle
I got ice on my neck that's Xiconiun
I can't never ditch up on my raps
I'm at the corner keep smoking on packs
Don't be a hoe nigga relax
I can't break free from my mind
Drugs all over my body I can't sleep I'm like why
All this trap money I keep spending all the time
Tryna break free from this pain feel like I dyin'
Why
How was he trippin on me when I call
You know that we do it for money
You knew me and the gang we was plaudin' on you
And didn't want to be part of it
If it were up to me you wouldn't be trappin'
I don't give a fuck If you sorry
I got ice in my neck I give zero fucks
And I never worry bout haters
Drugs all over my body I can't sleep I'm like why
All this trap money I keep spending all the time
Tryna break free from this pain i feel like dyin'
Why
How was he trippin on me when I call
You know that we do it for money
You knew me and the gang we was plaudin' on you
And didn't want to be part of it
If it were up to me you wouldn't be trappin'
I don't give a fuck If you sorry
I got ice in my neck I give zero fucks
And I never worry bout haters
I'm a boss It do it like Nikie
Your shody just told me she don't like me
She follows my page on IG
She slide on my DM on private
But I'm treating this bitch like a side dish
We was trapped in the cold i can't trip
Yeah you know that a nigga be getting rich
Yea i cant eve trip on the mission
She feeding my swag
Luie vee tat on my bag
I wanna drip on Shanell
She fell in love with my lifestyle
I got ice on my neck that's Xiconiun
I can't never ditch up on my raps
I'm at the corner keep smoking on packs
Don't be a hoe nigga relax
I can't break free from my mind
Drugs all over my body I can't sleep I'm like why
All this trap money I keep spending all the time
Tryna break free from this pain feel like I dyin'
Why
How was he trippin on me when I call
You know that we do it for money
You knew me and the gang we was plaudin' on you
And didn't want to be part of it
If it were up to me you wouldn't be trappin'
I don't give a fuck If you sorry
I got ice in my neck I give zero fucks
And I never worry bout haters
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