Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Love enters through the nose
The nostril's my favorite hole
I can't quit fucking it, bro
My nostril's my favorite hole
Not to be a Judy Funnie about it, but it's like
"Moneynicca, what's up?"
Nigga, I been on drugs
"Moneynicca, what's up?"
Numbing my tongue and my gums
"Moneynicca, what's wrong?"
Ayo we don't got that long
"Moneynicca what's wrong?"
Eyes trained, concentrating on pain
I'm punching holes through my brain
While tryna get some mind right
Quiet and dry eyed all night
Just me, white, and Mary J. Blige
I've become someone I can't recognize
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
What would you do for a good time? For a great time?
Nigga, what would you sacrifice?
Outside, at 5, at first light, and, nigga, my eyes fried
The battle between heart and mind converges
Whether I'm cutting or crossing these lines
I think that bag stepped on with speed
'Cause I be hugging my knees tight
I ain't never switchin' up on my team
I ain't switchin' up the morality
Nigga be trippin, bullshittin, and slippin
But listen, you could say the same about me
I stay thinking of slick shit to say on this bitch
But, damn, I keep on forgetting
I really think I need to sleep
"Moneynicca, what's up?"
Nigga, I been on drugs
"Moneynicca, what's up?"
Numbing my tongue and my gums
"Moneynicca, what's wrong?"
Ayo, we ain't got that long
"Moneynicca, what's wrong?"
Ayo, we ain't got that long
Love enters through the nose
The nostril's my favorite hole
I can't keep fucking it, bro
The nostril's my favorite hole
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it
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