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Freestyle 4


money brings company fuck a highlife it brings frienimes I don't need nobody but my family buck this country what's poppin' poetry I do this cause I'm hungry I usually sneak money learnt the hard way now it's haunting me don't sleep on me I ain't no pussy and all you bullies gone end up 6ft deep keep fuckin' wit me learned how to roll a blunt on my own no dad to buy me the iPhone now I got 2 phones in so many zones smokin' zone in my own zone word up hataz leave me lone feel abandoned by my own do I like niggas no I don't money problems leave me lone I got the keys whats going on fuck being a mom I'm dat dom my head game da bomb hated prom nobody will ever understand me so Ima just do me and fuck everybody copy
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