Fucker he loved us never loved us Ye know then you know now the bottom of my heart I give no fucks Ah shit, nah Just a motherfuckin And I ain't say shit, you ain't gotta ask Nigga should be standard Yea, I'm 'bout the paper ho You how money make a ho I used to floss hard and had shit Yes, you fake it til you make it So I stayed a Jamaican and I As-salamu alaykum And a bunch of fucking models, party on occasion And I live up in that penthouse but I never left the Once you understand trajectory, you know to bases
Yo, got em covering faces These bitches can't take shit Don't invest myself in These are fake as shit Fake as shit, it you gotta fake 'til you make it then Have down ass bitches from the break and shit Up from bottom, while I'm taking
So, bout the last song I just get a mad with the passion Get a little bit fucked, cerebral It just gets a little when I'm evil Just a more aggressive when I need to And a more reflective when I see you I don't listen to my pride when tucking You just finna get aggressive when it you when it fades you The lesser fucking I ain't tryna have it all, Nah I'm just make it equal you know me Bitch you me That track yours, better cuff back Fucking everything drop OPP Yea, come with the devil Screw your on tight, bitch dance with a rebel Understand a rose the thorns and the petal When you know the game yours you don't even a medal Schoolin niggas, I might grant you a scholarship I do it for the passion, you can do it for The for this fame, I just had to go in proper Bet I'm on my behavior, nigga fuckin no apologies
behavior Don't you ever get it up behavior Nigga, who is up? Yea Worst On my Worst Gold, bitch