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(Ayo, Bans, what you cooking?)(It's Malik on the track)Lay down while I'm deep off in my thoughtsI can barely sleepSmoking cigarettes times I don't needI can barely breatheI'm fucked up 'bout your lovewithout me having it feel I'm weakFucked up with drugs'cause it's the only thing I have when you leaving mePistol on side of me, groupies on side of meShit, I'm married and everythingthis is all that I'll ever seeUp, I can barely see if you do or don't fuck with meYou forever up stalling out heredon't care 'bout what I achieveAnd I notice that bitches I neglect treat me betterwhen roundHaving too much money still don't make nobody betterDamn, all these diamonds on mestill don't make my body specialFrom that time being, you changed up on mefuck that measureSun out, top down, stuntin' on these hoesI'm goin' on 'bout my wayClocked out, don't talk while I count my cake, bitchI ain't got time to playOohWhat the fuck you got to lose?Got the fame and got the moneyI'm the one who sittin' here like a foolCall her phone, I know she comin'but I neglect that bitch for youWhat you discovered? Who you fuckin'?Why you actin' like that out the blue?Come on, now, if I did you somethin'tell me now what the fuck I doHurtin' now, but I gotta crack a smile in front of my MumuWeight gain, I cut back off of pillsare you happy I improved?So ashamed that I ain't never changedbut with this wan' be throughEagle's beak to the streetsso I know that all the hoes watchingWho love me? Who want me? Who need me?Who here that won't mistreat me? I look around, see nobodyFuck about who love, they don't know meBitch, I say show me a million dollarsI been laughing to the bank since I was sixteenFuck your mama, fuck your kids, and fuck your problemsIt's on you to plan on stoppingI know you fucked up 'cause they motiveNigga, stand the fuck up, they tryna leavetake the stick and blow they motorLet them listen to all them bitchesmaking statements like they know usShe was listenin' to them bitches'cause they claimin' that they know somethin'they don't know usI lay down while I'm deep off in my thoughtsI can barely sleepSmoking cigarettes times I don't need, I can barely breatheI'm fucked up 'bout your lovewithout me having it feel I'm weakFucked up with drugs 'cause it's the only thingI have when you leaving mePistol on side of me, groupies on side of meShit, I'm married and everythingthis is all that I'll ever seeUp, I can barely see, if you do or don't fuck with meYou forever up stalling out heredon't care 'bout what I achieveSun out, top down, stuntin' on these hoesI'm goin' on 'bout my wayClocked out, don't talk while I count my cake, bitchI ain't got time to playOh, yeah, yeah
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