Dead Rapper Interlude
Ahbel
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Sign my rights away For 30 mill Tryna see how Being famous feel Being rich And being happy equal Billionaires Are like the saddest the people Sign my rights away For 30 mill Tryna see how Being famous feel Being rich And being happy equal Billionaires Are like the saddest the people Hooping stupid Lately ive been feeling Studio Appearances are vivid Fuccin on ya girl And all her bitches Why the fuc She keep liking my pictures Gone from groupie To a fucking fan Baby girl, chill out I am not your man Please wait till I dye my hair again See you when im in yo city Prolly Please dont hit me up Please dont hit my phone Way too busy Tryna be way too alone Way too fucking busy Tryna get it known The growing is kid Is now the kid who's fucking grown Tryna be The backs of checks In fanny packs We packing now F*ck it F*ck it Ay I dont really care bout nothing I dont really care bout nothing 1s Cuz they the easiest to wear Hoodies Cuz the cold is getting air Jackets Cuz the air is getting colder Never crying on Nobodys shoulder Nigga Im own damn man F*ck it Nigga Im my own damn stan Uh Got a coupe How the group Gon move Cop a jet To get to every Damn event Tour de fence Or is it tour the french Only language that i speak The grinch Money trees Jay rock could plant F*ck debt, got loans That i already spent Too chill for class Tryna get the cash Pops keeps askin If i quit that rapping Nigga i dont know Pops keeps asking If i quit rapping Nigga i dont know Sign my rights away For 30 mill Tryna see how Being famous feel Being rich And being happy equal Billionaires Are like the saddest the people Sign my rights away For 30 mill Tryna see how Being famous feel Being rich And being happy equal Billionaires Are like the saddest the people Who dat boy Nigga who him is Rock the same damn chain In 2000 and 6 Rock the same damn gear Since i met that bitch Only rock my mothers rosary Its on my neck Goku couldn't cope With the smoke that i tote F*ck around Sell shit Started pushing the dope Dope fiend When it comes to the new shit Nigga, where my visuals Nigga what you viewing Ay what you doing Whack rappers All in yo mother fuccin playlist Fuc it imma change it Make it 3 bad bitches at the crib All naked Broke homie Till a nigga start to get famous Oo Only rock vans Only really like bitches If they got a man Only fw rappers If a nigga got fans So i got no ceilings Like weezy f baby F is for f*ck these hoes Only do shows If the money comes after Used to go church Screaming f*ck my pastor Now i go to studios Bitches with they bootyholes Out and shit Only ever talk about Clout and shit Yo like chill Shawty for real Nerdy with beats So im sorta like pharrell Sick ass nigga On the song thats ill I dont like shit I dont go outside Say im good When im really not fine At my peak But it aint my prime F*ck this shit Can't waste my time Only gonna go If my team gets signed Gotta get theirs While i gotta get mine Only gon make it Cuz its bout my time I dont like shit I dont go outside Nigga Sign my rights away For 30 mill Tryna see how Being famous feel Being rich And being happy equal Billionaires Are like the saddest the people
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