Lyrics:
I don't want'a die cuz I owe all my dead friends money
I don't want'a cry cuz I don't like stains on my shirt
Don't ask me why all my ex wives love
beautiful views through a shaman
I'm Pyer Mossin' and y'all can keep all your new designers
Gucci and Loubiton and we Uber Jeep Rubicon and
Move through
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
Man down
Before we get another
Man down
Let's hear it for our brothers
Man down
There's no need to keep it all inside
Man down
Don't you live by
the boys, that's all I know
Reject the devil, elect my level
On the way to top, call it heaven
I'm fueled by hate, fueled by rage
Won't let'em bring me down
of Bible's I own
Boy, why you so concerned with the chain and the fame, when He reign on top
Girl, why you gotta worry, when the God that you claim, gon take
Yea
Gucci
Chanel
Prada
Worry bout me
I don't know why these hos bother
But me Ima pop out with these bags
Me Ima pop out with these bags
Gucci
Chanel
so-called host
Did he think sending freaks would be funny?
Could the fool have thought that our pride was bought
By his filthy American money?
What
but yourself
But once the bullets start flyin'
People start dyin'
It's all because we're lyin'
History books that teach hate
A kid has no escape
on the real
Seen a nigga get mills and his bitch get him killed
In this American dream to get some cream
You're owning a beam, and your face in magazines
12
a long way to go, but who cares
Y'all just waiting for my fall anyway
So y'all can ridicule the faults I had along the way
But that's ok, I'ma keep going
staying precarious
Fallin' like the angel that flirted when hated comparison
When I think of our native Americans being named by some terrorists
I ain't
enough
Cause I'm
Sleeping and eating
I'm hustling daily
I make it look easy like breezy I'm smooth
Not cringy y'all crusty
Your gf is lusting
She busting
All these questions you be asking what if this and that
Don't worry about what i do don't worry about my chats
Insecurity kicking in boosted by your
why don't you trust me)
Got me rollin' up smoking by myself tonight (if you love me girl)
You say that was it this
I don't 'member that story
All this
GOD Told y'all through Elijah to eat one meal a day out your own hands keep up fasting
Devils manufactured fast food in factories producing vending
forbidden
Like, real or fake all the statistics?
So I spent all day in my tracky
I work hard I'm legit no police can't track me
Bad b why you move anti?
I
the hand
Let me take you by the hand
I could show you
Don't worry bout opinions
From them niggas
They don't know you
And I don't got the answers
All I know
a day,
Would you rather ride or stay a puppet?
In the ghetto makin' crumbs, why they makin' scrilla by the bucket,
But fuck it,
To each his own,
But
friend,
Sits with best friend, who by now has slept with Blue
Now the ex girlfriend don't want to pretend that she ain't slept with that boy Blue
'Cause
up in the basement talkin to y'all
In the mirror because I thought Lil David was some American hero
I know it's selfish and all
But I just felt it's
at sexual relations
Be grateful
You don't have to worry just be grateful
Move forward
Don't worry bout the past Repeating
Naw
You've got to stop all this
the weekend? (Oh no)
Cos I don't care
All these other girls dey no fit near
It's just you and me and no one else
I say don't you worry about nothing
And that's
Incas
Get yours by any means
Especially to reach the
Brink of
Riches and euphoria
Although it's all subjective
The coined term for coins
Has forever been
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