Wathch me get this money n***a,
Tired of being hungry n***a
Nothing funny, sa** me while I'm thrashing
I'ma punch you n***a
Never made a plastic, I'ma savage
You look lunch my n***a
Pa**ing all you hating f**ing f*gs, we don't discuss my n***a
We ain't know no charlie sheen and we don't pop no mollies b**h
I'm honkin, spitting got some n***as out here popping all these switch
Bunch of novices, odd future the squad, it's thick
Them young n***as is back and brash, attacking with no common sense
We the last of a dying breed, and we don't give a f**
So we cannot supply your needs
From stupid n***as who all said our hype is dying please
My pockets solid, making profit off the highers tees
b**h, murks twerk as I get on the verse, curse you
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n***a dime so cool I will firm in 3rd person
Watch me get this money, I'm up when the birds t**ng
Make actions f** rehearsing
[Hook]
n***a, summer, fall, winter time,
24/ 365, you n***a gonn give me mine
I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time
Getting money any prime
You n***as gonn give me mine
You n***as gonn give me mine
24/ 365, you n***a gonn give me mine
I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time
Getting money any prime
You n***as gonn give me mine
You n***as gonn give me mine
In a world where kids my age are popping mollies with leather
Sitting on tumblr, never outside there enkoying the weather
Can name a sweater, but not a talent
Of don't know if whether or not they got one
Try to change the life for the better
I was the drama club kid, I run with the fun dit
My nuts itch, that waas defined, always said f** sh**
Hated the popular ones, now I'm the popular one
Also hated homes too, till I started coppin me some
See I don't bees in the trap n***a
I bees in the bees
And I be casting out my buzz like some bees at a shell
f**ing sick and getting bigger like I sneezed on Adele
And b**hes getting touchy feeling like they reading some braille
I bust quick like gun holders with short tempers and well
I try to tell the kids like f** it, start being yourselves
These f**in rappers got sylists cause they can't think for themselves
See them don't have an identity, so they needed some help
Boy, really boy, poses with the silly boy
I'm in that pa**is and prime sh**, older than titty boy
Not a diss but same with icecream, my sh** is diddy reese
Na'kel smith,, trans world paid 60 for it
Poppin like oil, ollies and fireflames
I'm harder than dj khaled playing the f**in quiet game
The f** am I saying, tyler ain't even a violent name
I'm bout as threatening as stained windbreakers in hurricanes
But he rapes women, and spit wrong, like he hate dentists
God damn menace, 666 and he's not finished
And my sh**'s missing, he hates women, but loves kittens
See y'all n***as trippin man
Look at the article that says my subject matter is wrong
Saying I hate gays even though frank is on 10 of my songs
Look at the mom who thinks I'm evil, hold that grudge against me
Though I'm the reason that her motherf**ing son got to eat
Look at the kid who had the 9 and tired to blow out his mind
But talk is money, I said hi, I guess I bought him some time
Look at the ones in the crowd, that sh** is barnacles, huh
They thought I wasn't fair until I threw a carnival, huh
But, then again, I'm an atheist, that just worships satann
And it's probably why I'm not getting no f**ing album placements
And mtv could s** my dick , and I ain't f**in playing
Brah, they never played it, I just won sh** for their f**ing ratings
an*log fanse are getting sick of the rape
All the tron cat fans are getting sick of the lakes
But what about me, b**h? I'm getting sick of complaints
But I don't hate it when I'm taking daily trips to the banl
Over and over, sh**, who gives a f** what I think?
My fans don't think turning on me, sh**, they're almost extinct
f** buying studio time, I'ma go purchase a shrink
Record the session and send all you motherf**ers a link, b**h
[Hook]
n***a, summer, fall, winter time,
24/ 365, you n***a gonn give me mine
I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time
Getting money any prime
You n***as gonn give me mine
You n***as gonn give me mine
24/ 365, you n***a gonn give me mine
I don't have plenty time
Flying out at any time
Getting money any prime
You n***as gonn give me mine
You n***as gonn give me mine
This sh**'s just like the nights I look forward to not remembering
So much for being sober, I hope that you can forgive me
But momma, I'm close to the edge as pssible
Why don't you jump you f**ing p**y?
All I'm seeing is the drop in my occular, jumping like they told me
That's the 40's half off, like you know that cliff
Don't need a therapist to tell him he could float that sh**, f**ing f*ggot
And comapre to f**ing pair em with all the program kits
So maybe a pair of pale b**hes for the gonads lick, I'll show you
Malt liqor filling me up, and all us not giving no f**s
And all of them sensitive chumps in awe when that pistol erupts
Dirty been spittin the sumpy raw till his wrists in the cuffs