Why do you despise me

Knew he gon' crash, if he only good for violence

My perspective blind, I been stuck up on a island

She think I'm divine

I got sticks, they not for flying

Ayy, money make my mind ache

Perc' make my mood shift

Ooh, that's a bad bitch

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Why do you despise me

Knew he gon' crash, if he only good for violence

My perspective blind, I been st—

I got cash, we goin' up

I see that eyes pace back

To the wallet, to my face

She don't know what shе wanna grab

It's a fact

When I walk into the room, that they won't at mе

It's a fact

Pull the rocket from the bullet

Shit get active

Know that I run it up, run it up

Get to the cash and I fuck it up

She looking back and she want me

Ain't dumb enough

I get the bag and then she see her man look at me

Then you know that I'm running them pockets up

I got a bad bitch, she divine

How the fuck you be looking so fine

I'm popping the percies

I'm dropping my thirties

I'm feeling the mood switch and it's dirty

Why do you despise me

Knew he gon' crash, if he only good for violence

My perspective blind, I been stuck up on a island

She think I'm divine

I got sticks, they not for flying

Ayy, money make my mind ache

Perc' make my mood shift

Ooh, that's a bad bitch

Margiela fabric, this paper everlasting