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Had this beat play as I sit

Think back on the younger days I miss

Before the girls before the money and shit

Now my biggest problem is how the fuck I'm gon' be rich

These hoes I doubt em' because how the loyalty just gonna switch

Sixteen I was blessed with a whip

No new shit but it's still a Benz so no way I say "That's it"

I hate fake friends who get what they want then just dip

Crazy I write this sober and y'all need the smoke to really get you thinking and shit

These afterparties with my friends and they drinking and shit

They sip the bottle to forget the sorrows

Crazy how many people really praying they don't see a tomorrow

Feel like Cole got a dollar and a dream to get to Monte Carlo

White boy rapping but no this ain't no Jack Harlow

Ask my momma for loose change need any money I can borrow

Broke boy before the fame but this just the start though

Had writer's block but give me two weeks and I'll be back

You was with me when I was weak so how you just backstab

They see me when I'm strong but now you want me back

I'm sorry but this ain't how it work you just lost what you had

Been on the run from time and love I'm running these laps

Just hit my PR so fast you'd think this was track

Too many girls in this world and how they all so bad

Hit me up get the digits and you know that I'll bag

Nah I was just joking about that last part

Maybe

But new album coming soon not sure when but it'll be coming soon

New song with Bruno coming soon too March stay tuned

I wrote this in like five to ten minutes just had to do something light

Music been on my mind

Twenty twenty-three I want my music better than ever

It's dec

Yeah