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Uh huh, yeah
It’s MIC
The prodigy
Come vibe with me
Sing
It makes me want to sing about it
The money you can’t breathe without it
Don’t even want to sing about it
The money you can’t breathe without it
I’m that n*gga when I wanna be
I never needed your permission I’m a fucking king
You’re most insecure when you ain’t doing your fucking thing
You should be bored watching how my chips crumbling
You don’t f*ck with me
It’s okay
I love hearing I’m wack, I see the effects of coke on your brain
Take your time though, your kind takes it slow mane
I shoot for the stars blame your L’s on your low aim
So tell me you ain’t digging my vibe
It’s funny I can see you masking how you feeling inside
It’s cool, the latest n*gga will be arriving soon
Your bitch will bump this in her ride in the afternoon
A nigga high like a kite or the sky and moon
And wack just stands for we ain’t coming kindly dude
I got that kinda shit that helps you define your mood
And tell me I’m capping if a young nigga lied to you
Tell me I’m wrong
You can’t tell me I’m wrong
You can’t tell me I’m wrong
You can’t tell me I’m wrong
You can’t tell
It makes me want to sing about it
The money you can’t breathe without it
Don’t even want to sing about it
The money you can’t breathe without it
Yeah
And this the realest shit I ever wrote
A born sinner but I’m gone end up in heaven through
The ratio between the two I guess I’ll never know
But I’ll get it one day, this my heavenly processional
But what you stressing for? N*gga you’re hardly known
I never partied in college just took the party home
I would sip on all the barcardi and shortly I’d be gone
And I know my bars is so narly cause this was off the dome
But I’m back
Writing on the track
Tryna hide the fact that
I tell myself I’m wack
Don’t know why it seems I was born in the Mac
Never wearing jeans, come up short cause I slack
Tryna speak for people that be poor and they lack
Stuck up on the corner keep on pouring the ngac
Tryna get a dollar just to cop some more honey Jack
N*ggas rob but it ain’t always cause they bored in the trap
Hurt is generational the pain they feel is so real
And your ass gone get upset cause you got no deal
Hope still is so futile, niggas don’t heal
And you want a mill but you still ain’t paying no bills
You wack, by Unpopular demand
You wack by Unpopular demand understand that
Wack because you got it in your hand and you’re black how could you not give to your fam, damn
Tell me I’m wrong
You can’t tell me I’m wrong
You can’t tell me I’m wrong
You can’t tell me I’m wrong
You can’t tell
It makes me want to sing about it
The money you can’t breathe without it
Don’t even want to sing about it
The money you can’t breathe without it
Don’t even want to sing about it
The money you can’t breathe without it
Don’t even want to sing about it
The money you can’t breathe without it

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