What’s new
They switch up ,
So I switch back ,
If I tell you deal you gonna get in your feelings ,
Y’all keep coming telling me what was said about me ,
Y’all keep coming telling me what somebody claim they did to me ,
I’m keep telling y’all haters Fuck you ,
They keep coming telling me these bitches hate me
Like what’s new
They hate me so what
They want my attention so bad
They mad they anit getting it
This money got me feeling to cool
I got a lot on my plate I don’t have time to fed into the bullshit
If it anit about money or my children it don’t concern me ,
Yahhh y’all speak on me
But what’s new
Man fuck y’all dirty ass hoes
N y’all bum ass broke niqqas
Real shit fuck you
Stop coming telling me these bitches mad
Cause what’s new
Stop coming telling me what somebody said
Cause what’s new
I did it by myself
Never needed nobody
Yah life hard
But it’s too kind of people who sit there n get hit or people who hit back
So you tell what kind of people you think iam
They keep coming telling me these bitches mad
Ahhhhhhh
What’s new
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