Lirik

Mommy, you so cute Yeah, I want a chain, they wanna change me I wanna party with Madonna, but that's probably where the lames be I want a extra fucking row up in my backseat I got the devil on my shoulder, he gon' gas me I'm the realest bitch, I see the fake, I let it pass me You don't get it, please stop acting like you with it Fuck these niggas and they fancy ass weed, I like cocaine Burning me alive and you just added extra propane Pay for this exposure with my talents, not my pockets Now my face all on the internet, my feelings in my locket Niggas know that I'm a star, they wanna use me for they profit Minimize my confidence and maximize they wallet I ain't rich and I may never be But baby I'd rather be broke than be a wannabe They can't kill me, they can't clone me, only one of me I don't believe in you bitches, I never needed you bitches I got my fucking self If rich gon' make me sell out like a bitch, then I don't want it If lit gon' me drive me crazy, fuck it, baby, I don't want it If rich gon' make me sell out like a bitch, then I don't want it If lit gon' me drive me crazy, fuck it, baby, I don't want it If rich gon' make me sell out like a bitch, then I don't want it If lit gon' me drive me crazy, fuck it, baby, I don't want it If rich gon' make me sell out like a bitch, then I don't want it If lit gon' me drive me crazy, fuck it, baby, I don't want it She think I'm lame, but that's okay, you gon' respect me I could never ever let a titty baby check me I got my niggas on my back, they gon' protect me I protect my people and my art, guard it with my heart Everybody ripping me apart, I can't explain it, yeah I'm still a legend if I'm never fucking famous You could shove your deals and dirt and all your contracts up your anus If I lose, ain't no complaining, 'cause I lost because of me Bbymutha, look at me and they see opportunity Tryna come up off my struggle but they don't consider me Tell me how to tell my story, they ain't live it, they ain't give me shit They just know I'm way too fucking passionate to fucking quit I ain't rich and I may never be But baby I'd rather be broke than be a wannabe Yeah, they can't change me, they can't hoe me, only one of me I don't believe in you bitches, I never needed you bitches I got my fucking self If rich gon' make me sell out like a bitch, then I don't want it If lit gon' me drive me crazy, fuck it, baby, I don't want it If rich gon' make me sell out like a bitch, then I don't want it If lit gon' me drive me crazy, fuck it, baby, I don't want it If rich gon' make me sell out like a bitch, then I don't want it If lit gon' me drive me crazy, fuck it, baby, I don't want it If rich gon' make me sell out like a bitch, then I don't want it If lit gon' me drive me crazy, fuck it, baby, I don't want it
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