*transcribing

Yeah

Standing outside the chip shop without L plates, how it used to go

Can't live without cameras, seems life's point every one's a ho

No money, we ain't ahead, it's all cap, everybody knows

But no one cares for lyrics now .....

The algorithm is God now only thing between you and getting dough

Everyone is talking sex but don't wash the baddie or wear no clothes

Got you podcasting, but no one knows

All these MCs are in the red, no gas mark, no aerosol

I'm igloo

They die from using BBL, it's all giving fucking is dead

Now, when your phone's dead, you don't think it even full detect inside you, how MC's feel when I'm spitting?

Second, job is only fans or tick tock, trying to happily living while governments get high cash out could be famous with AI trap part

If a girl has to ask, no, I was on job

There's no way attack or everyone thinks one day they'll be rich in a dare

Attempt died, trying, but actually, just die, trying not 50

It's psychologically, it's done

That's my pathology

Stars caught in some astrology, so used to the autonomy socially

It's just all comedy

All behavior's gone ungodly

Wanna raise North Stars?

No bras, no cause, no toss you compare with no sharks

Just all goes far

No fame, no fake, no game two dream

All brain sulfain get paid off parts of bad serotonin oxytocinand less relax

Getting the drinks out get the king size champagne by money

She's on the yard we're diving

It's Max pain

Let's pretend he's so real for a real get dang chain kill it, yo!

He got big lips, but this doesn't score for this

That same abstract

Now, they're asking who's trackstar everyone's got PD made my own fire

Don't chat gas, they can hear who's the hard

They saw the followers don't match that

Credit to that market has been

We got time to snap back Meatlands on the map

Now had roadblocks by Smash that couldn't say we don't rap mine drugs on top sword

Still, that slots these rappers ain't got a mic

I can move them with a trap pad and these balls are just wild out

I can go deeper and for me, you're quite happy

For me, that's a refugee for your cash flow

And for me, no, I'm not dede

That's why MC's don't mention me

It's in a contract, no enemies

Being bossy, it they won't take it

Rolled race by mums with no control And everyone and not be mental and strange

Go Wally Kanye and now block your face like deep fake, you fought

This album was popped

Bangers is D-Day, but we still do the silly vegan and the silly dance for free face

With my ballad black things, brown things golf things on my Sound red

Lyrically, I'm a clap bro

Payment off

Bring the back bro

You don't want it with God soaking every minute

I ain't doing no orgies, then gives you those door keys to girls

You got kick dogs conspiracies where Porky's into passing and 14

Now

They're like she's 14

Now

It's that small R Kelly

They're on drugs, Majors are funky stars

They're in a whole no glory

Rapper say that independent beside dog fake stories, kids are being fed likes family broke, so they're more G trying to feel that vacuum, so they die

So I need some more tree music skates saturated

Then I come masturbating

That's why my old songs are blowing up

Game flat dating impression is way up everyone's addictions, castrating the rest of the musical for a suit did too much

All stars are pumping lips and drink

You see, Peter red juice and licking body for more shame

No condom is raw lines scared of me, cause more time they don't tell the truth

He's poor pies

Why would I give a font they don't check for me?

My pace, Your mind with my violet black things, brown things golf things on my sound red

Lyrically, I'm a Clock, bro

They might not bring the facts, bro

You don't want it with God, Pussy, my necks

I anchovy real name, like I'm over your finger famous

Like, I'm Jody Instagram, gotta pay for each, unless you're ready to show your grease God eyes from small phones

Get myself on a beat

Everyone is an awesome influence on wanna bees, judge people on numbers, cancel culture by institrate, like when I'm rolling

It was a choice to pack a theme didn't want to do a knife private certain times to iotin man

With that moment cracking down on Christ, jump smacky bees

When you start seeing everything is a choice, there's less sympathy

Just make your currency and shut your mouth from falling Trends how the industry operates and only change when the money's them can't blame to you

Four, no stop being when you're live

Slim, calm

Blame the youth fall back relationships when you drop gems for any gems

The Stars don't wanna rock the road and lose a Leo who's gonna feed them, and I get it onto my tipio why we sit here

Are you in Sus?

Get paid

We got diarrhea

They're holding money and disappearing life

All these are, it's lying

They're always rich

I've seen your Pacelift, his Western you Thing

Spotify business model is hurting all, is it really stinks

Some days I struggle, so prepare for it

Get a missed a fame

Don't belonging messed inside cowzoni

Stop a walk when the odds phony

Wrap this rap about raps only, all talking about your pussy when next sticks are anchovy

Real name, I'm on your finger famous like Instagram gotta pay for each, unless you're ready to show your grease

Five eyes from small phones get mine, said wanna be

Everyone is an awesome influence!

I'm wanna bees, judge people on numbers, cancel culture, but I would be lying if I said this

Wasn't this people working a 9-5 on these shoes that it would have risk waking up doing what I want and getting paid the same as if I was in an official, I get it, y'all would be pissed

We don't wanna be rich or famous

Say, we don't bet

That's anus, even those who are humble, get the validation, and it changes

Covid did a really famous God seeming she can't blame us free will!

Isn't that dangerous, but we're Reckless, so it's aimless

How can anyone with handlers be real, Know how the business work?

So, don't come with that Spiel to get reach after play the game, or it takes longer

That's real, but I'd rather do me than be donus in a six night

One minute, you're the best thing next minute

You're the next meal

Everyone wants to be no one, even never killing you

Emmett Till star say that there ain't spent half the life just getting there

Leave this like a super novel when they're acting bright in this sphere