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(Lonely) Yeah, I need my— (Yeah) I need my— (Yeah) I need my name on all of that I need my hands in all of that I like when the money come all in cash I'm not your brother, don't call me that Huh, damn Came from a place where you gotta go get it If you don't get up, then you dyin' (Yeah) I put my logic over the emotions like every time, it ain't no more cryin' (Yeah) I was talkin' to God, like, "Give me a sign" I saw my reflection and looked in my eyes All I saw was the pain mixed in with the pride All I saw was the promises mixed with the lies If I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I guess that explains why I'm in a plane I keep Drizzy, no Drake, if I let it blow, I promise, you won't be the same I'm pretty young but I need to see me a million 'Cause I need a million for all of my children and all of they children And all of they children, and all of they children, and all of they children Why in the fuck would I care 'bout your feelings? I blend in the room like a fuckin' chameleon My new coupe don't got no muhfuckin' ceiling Letras de cancionesAllergic to roofs like it need penicillin I was too nice to these niggas Now, I pay the price for these niggas, it made me a villain RUINED. my body, it's RUINED. my closet I promise, I'm makin' a muhfuckin' killing (You ruin everything) Might buy me a Rollie for the hell of it (Hell of it) You ain't fuckin' niggas up, boy, you celibate (Celibate) You be cappin' on the 'Gram for the relevance (Relevance) I be coming back to like a Revenant (Revenant) My new bitch bad, she heaven sent (Yeah) She be stressin' me out, but I love it (Love it) She want kids like Cheaper by the Dozen (Dozen) When you buy guns, they cheaper by the dozen (Ha) If we slide through, then you better get to duckin' (Boom, boom, boom) Diamonds gon' dance, made this shit do the dougie He be talkin' online, when I saw him, he was runnin' You ain't gotta ask twice, I promise, we comin' (Yeah) Tryna turn up for the summer (Yeah) I wish a nigga would like lumber Keep me a stick in my hand like a drummer (Yeah) Keep me a tool and a whip like a plumber (Ha) (Lonely) If I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I guess that explains why I'm in a plane I keep Drizzy, no Drake, if I let it blow, I promise, you won't be the same I'm pretty young but I need to see me a million 'Cause I need a million for all of my children and all of they children And all of they children, and all of they children, and all of they children From Letras Mania