I'm pussy stuntin', I look stunnin' every night
You wish my money was your money, but it's mine
Got a lot of friends, got a brand-new Benz, and a DUI
I don't like that bitch, she not on the list, so I hit decline
I need your attention (I-I, I-I-I)
I need your attention (I-I, I-I-I)
Come take my picture, I get richer when my day's long
New Balenciaga or that Prada I don't pay for
They love my fashion, love my dancin' on the stage floor
I look so handsome in my mansion, that's a rental
I need your attention (I-I, I-I-I-I)
I bleed for attention (I-I-I, I-I)
Hope I'm remembered, I surrender to the changes
I guess I'm lucky, get to club in different places
Burn through my money, I skip town, move in with family
Get away from all the people who will never understand me, yeah
Ah, fuck all the parties
I'm still nobody
I-I-I need a new hobby
All that they see in me is a
A cheaper copy
But I'ma go out like a star
They'll all be sorry
I-I-I-I-I-I-I, I wanna die
I wish I lived a different life
I lost that time
Can't get it back
And so I cry, all day and night
Sometimes I wonder what it's like
To be so liked
Be so liked, liked
Liked
Liked
Liked
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