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Heart made, I’m full of gold, I’m a Visionary Real protective with my soul, move like the military I would never ever fold like a Michael Mary And I would never sell my soul, that shit hella scary I’m living proof, made it out a toxic home We ain’t in it for the rush, so we gon take it slow Poppin on the gram but self esteem is hella low Always knew that I would pop, if you ain’t know, then now you know Conversation like [?] You could try to feed the mind but they’ll never agree It was never bout who or what they see [?] grows after planting the seeds Ay, Gotta work that shit off Gotta work that shit off Tell em work that shit off You ain’t in it, so you home, we gon work this shit off Ay, Gotta work that shit off Gotta work that shit off Tell em work that shit off You ain’t in it, so you home, we gon work this shit off From Letras Mania