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I'm a motherfucking fool, cut the
I'm a working need a desk
I don't have a heart I don't even need a
I'm a mess, they be saying they up that's a stretch
Hold your let me bow to the crowd shit I'm blessed
Well I must be, bitches to fuck me [?] on front street
The cards on the table gin
Have a blast have a ball have a motherfucking great
Beast I'm a dog got a full of K-9s
I'm a motherfucking fool, cut the
I'mma get it 'til ain't shit left to get
No running suicides don't even break a sweat
I'm a threat, code red your line get pressed
You getting fucked by your contract what the print says
Told you once I told you twice, I get the Lamb it's rice
I whip the Lamb overpriced, the life is good the hoes are dikes
The of shit don't happen overnight, I'm a motherfucking fool

This shit on 100 degrees, as fuck ain't in a rush
I let the come to me, I'm a business man
I'm way too young to be rich
I don't know to do with all this shit
I'm out of control, lord can you save my
How convenient, you worried about shit right now
How convenient, you just tryna it lit right now
How convenient, screaming money bitches right now
How convenient, bet you're like the shit right now

How convenient,
Walked up in Neimans the sac then I'm leaving
on reefer OG reeking
Got the cops pull me they gon' want to take the Bimmer
But I'mma do the dash beat it Tina
And I got my nina boy you better be
Walked in the spot, ice on, lights on,
Someone start a fire cause it's freezing
I'm high off life give me the blunt I'm a it
I got hot I'ma let you hold it
I was posted with the y'all was telling police
Now I wrestle racks, bitch I'm Mick Foley
Shit made me go woo like Rick
I Ric Flair bitch boy I've been player
You a warmer boy I've been playing
Walked up the stairs look at my shoes like them
But I shoulda worn the ones cause them better

This shit on 100 degrees, as fuck ain't in a rush
I let the money come to me, I'm a man
I'm way too young to be rich
I don't know what to do all this shit
I'm out of control, lord can you my soul?
How convenient, you ain't about shit right not
How convenient, you just tryna it lit right now
How convenient, screaming money over right now
How convenient, bet you're feeling the shit right now
Cut the