At the top it's lonely, left wrist frozen, Tryna get this rollin'
I just wonder who gon' be there catch me when I'm fallin'
What you need I'm on it , And I know this shit feel hard
But it could be harder, If I ain't like my f*ckin' teacher
Then I f*cked his daughter
Young nigga hopped up out them bleachers, started f*cking balling
It be the ones you barely need, That's always f*ckin' callin'
And it be the ones that barely eat, That say you're f*ckin' starving
How the f*ck you spin and aim for me, And miss your f*ckin' target
Niggas go through shit, start blamin' me, Because my money larger
Cause I'm movin' smarter, Cause I did everything I did
And did it f*ckin' harder, Turn myself up every way
Get this shit like every, Get this Get this shit like every day
Job ain't done, don't celebrate, Cut off all that extra
Cut off, cut off all that extra weight, Been forever situated
At the top it's lonely, left wrist frozen, Tryna get this rollin'
I just wonder who gon' be there catch me when I'm fallin'
What you need I'm on it , And I know this shit feel hard
But it could be harder, If I ain't like my f*ckin' teacher
Then I f*cked his daughter
Young nigga hopped up out them bleachers, started f*cking balling
It be the ones you barely need, That's always f*ckin' callin'
And it be the ones that barely eat, That say you're f*ckin' starving
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At the top it's lonely, left wrist frozen, Tryna get this rollin'
I just wonder who gon' be there catch me when I'm fallin'
What you need I'm on it , And I know this shit feel hard
But it could be harder, If I ain't like my f*ckin' teacher
Then I f*cked his daughter
Young nigga hopped up out them bleachers, started f*cking balling
It be the ones you barely need, That's always f*ckin' callin'
And it be the ones that barely eat, That say you're f*ckin' starving
How the f*ck you spin and aim for me, And miss your f*ckin' target
Niggas go through shit, start blamin' me, Because my money larger
Cause I'm movin' smarter, Cause I did everything I did
And did it f*ckin' harder, Turn myself up every way
Get this shit like every, Get this Get this shit like every day
Job ain't done, don't celebrate, Cut off all that extra
Cut off, cut off all that extra weight, Been forever situated
At the top it's lonely, left wrist frozen, Tryna get this rollin'
I just wonder who gon' be there catch me when I'm fallin'
What you need I'm on it , And I know this shit feel hard
But it could be harder, If I ain't like my f*ckin' teacher
Then I f*cked his daughter
Young nigga hopped up out them bleachers, started f*cking balling
It be the ones you barely need, That's always f*ckin' callin'
And it be the ones that barely eat, That say you're f*ckin' starving
I just wonder who gon' be there catch me when I'm fallin'
What you need I'm on it , And I know this shit feel hard
But it could be harder, If I ain't like my f*ckin' teacher
Then I f*cked his daughter
Young nigga hopped up out them bleachers, started f*cking balling
It be the ones you barely need, That's always f*ckin' callin'
And it be the ones that barely eat, That say you're f*ckin' starving
How the f*ck you spin and aim for me, And miss your f*ckin' target
Niggas go through shit, start blamin' me, Because my money larger
Cause I'm movin' smarter, Cause I did everything I did
And did it f*ckin' harder, Turn myself up every way
Get this shit like every, Get this Get this shit like every day
Job ain't done, don't celebrate, Cut off all that extra
Cut off, cut off all that extra weight, Been forever situated
At the top it's lonely, left wrist frozen, Tryna get this rollin'
I just wonder who gon' be there catch me when I'm fallin'
What you need I'm on it , And I know this shit feel hard
But it could be harder, If I ain't like my f*ckin' teacher
Then I f*cked his daughter
Young nigga hopped up out them bleachers, started f*cking balling
It be the ones you barely need, That's always f*ckin' callin'
And it be the ones that barely eat, That say you're f*ckin' starving
Writer: Brandon White
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