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it come down to that paper
I don't do no way and I get to inflation
Nigga my dollars come in a hurry up
The talk that you doing don't worry us
All

away oh oh
Take me away oh oh
Give me my space
Take me away from this place
Take me away from this place oh
Living in a eight by eight bedroom too long

yeah I swear that bitch aimless
He hatin' on me, put his brains on the pavement Play my song in the party, and they get to raving
I pass by your hoe,

on the bag
Hope my old friends grown up and don't live in the past
Years go by
I'm writing this book of life the pages filling up fast
I just need somewhere

like
Im here racing for the top
But im taking my time
And im raising
At a steady rate like inflation
But not my ego
Cocky about the work
But not me so

off all of this mad non-Sensical stuff until everyone mad lost
Now we gotta blast off never going to flag stomp inflation has got me to the brink

prices gettin' higher
Inflation fucking high up, plugs dried up, nation dire
Eyes wide shut tired, drugs gettin' us by but
We scrollin' for

No one is the same
Senses all confused
Hoes be throwing shade
So not fazed
By their petty ways
Go away
Do not stay
Bitch your vibe is too