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I didn’t grow up with a lot of money but I made it work
Used to smell intently all the sharpies now I pop a perc
I’ve been out here pilling up the bodies pull up then I lurk
I was posted waiting at the party saw me then he skurt
She ain’t down for nothing but the money I don’t want the hurt
I’ll deny the moves she making like my name was B. O’Rouke
If you ride or die since very early Birkin’s just a perk
We’ll be eating meals from everybody someone find my fork
I stay ignorant of anyone who’s speaking on my name
They be seeking my attention they be wanting a little fame
Typing all up in my comments when I pop up on their page
They be gassed up on the nonsense they can fill up a whole train
They can fill up a whole plane but can never ride the wave
Ain’t no copy paste the page is blank the way you gotta pave
He was bold behind the screen you would have thought that dude was brave
Told em’ have a seat don’t fuck with me, his name imma engrave
I’ve been eating up the beef the way I eat some Chick-fil-A
See the competition getting thick so I think imma shave
Got here from the bottom by myself everything I made
Even when my partners turned their backs and left me all betrayed
They didn’t think I’d make it this far
When they saw me they were shook
Finding reasons to deny me
Reading lies straight out a book
I’ve been passed it, it’s so tragic
As the lies that them boys would cook
Seatbelt fastened, brand new class
That’s why this verse don’t need a hook
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