I can't flick up 'less I got a cut, I'm too vain
I don't smile [why I hit ?], it's like a mood swing
Same niggas said that I was lame askin' how I do it
Hate to break it to you, we are not the same, we not congruent
Okay, we are not congruent
Makin' money off of Twitter, early bird, I'm gettin' to it
Lot of people ghosted, said I fell off, I was going through it
Had some nights alone, watch, I won't get into it
Said he havin' motion, but I think he cap, huh
He say, "Let's go band for band," but he ain't no frontman
.223 gon' have him catchin' up just like the jumpman
He ain't never caught a real body, he a stuntman
I was in New York, blew a bag when I went to Saks
Ksubis on my ass, used to shop at the Nordi' Wrap
Brother killed himself and since, my heart been black
I just run it up every day 'cause he would want that
We was all broke, huh, and I can't go back
Shootin' for the stars, aim the moon, where the scope at
Mom ain't had no money, I was stressed, I can't go back
Used to wanna take something, thinkin', "Where the pole at?"
I can't flick up 'less I got a cut, I'm too vain
I don't smile [why I hit ?], it's like a mood swing
Same niggas said that I was lame askin' how I do it
Hate to break it to you, we are not the same, we not congruent
We are not the same
We are not the same (Okay, okay)
We are not the same (Okay, okay)
We are not the same (Okay, okay)
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