(This shit gonna be crazy jack)
Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
Nigga this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
You know that you need me it's hard to keep your distance
Have you seen a demon cry?
One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
Do not use a pencil, I'm so independent
Waste a cup of lean last night I seen my bitches swimming
Vacant inside, I don't have nothing inside
I'm living by the seaside, but I'm so blind at times
I'm hopping out like a bunny that's if we ever collide
It's gonna be hard to stay with us you need to get your paper up
Every time them niggas played with us they made the newspapers
Watch out for them haters cause when you live greater, them Glocks need lasers
I am not a rapist, she said she can't take dick and I'm not gonna make her
She was from Jamaica
Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
Nigga this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
You know that you need me it's hard to keep your distance
Have you seen a demon cry?
One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
I done died a thousand times
I came back harder had to cement on my life
Them niggas scared and I ain't tryna make it right
Just let them tell you about the pressure I apply
I keep a text that's a watch and a nine
My momma praying in the daytime, she hope her son don't go down tonight
They hear my pain I leave my ears on the mic
I heard my idol went broke, so he is not my idol no more
You not worried bout a problem when you have selections
The hurting scars made a nigga deadly
Turned my wounds into wisdom, then pain came useful
Still keep a rocket I don't care if I'm in Houston
Got some money it got strange, I had to rearrange
Nigga this is Burberry, not Armani Exchange
I get in my feelings I get higher than a pigeon
You know that you need me it's hard to keep your distance
Have you seen a demon cry?
One of the tears gold, and the other one is filled with fire
Do not use a pencil, I'm so independent
Waste a cup of lean last night, I seen my bitches swimming
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