EXCLUDED!

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah, okay! [Chorus] I bring back the music, that shit therapeutic Bitch throwin' ass, put her back into it Try to [?] your fucking soul, just to feel included Seeing how I'm doing, they feel so stupid Chain froze, mic humid I'm a star, outer space, bitch I'm barely human You the type to sell yo' soul just 'cause you feel excluded Baby peepin' what I do, I know I got 'em fumin' [Verse] Yeah I really do this, $60 on my interest She don't want my wallet, that bitch only want my interest Turn that ass around, now she only want my inches I done look down on that shit, man I'm scared of bitches Nah I ain't scared of bitches, I'm only scared of riches And what they gon' do to my soul when I'm makin' millions Y'all be face putters, nah, I ain't takin' pictures I'm the chosеn one, Lil' shteppi written in thе scriptures [?] shawty, legs shakin', like she in the attic Money from the [?], going straight to credit And remember that I prolly meant it if i said it These rappers talkin' crazy 'bout me, [?] But I never read it, bitch I'm feeling like the senate You ain't gettin' in the crew, lil' bro, just stop, forget it I'm the type to get a scholarship, just to shred it [?] on my wrist, always staying wit' it [Chorus] I bring back the music, that shit therapeutic Bitch throwin' ass, put her back into it Try to [?] your fucking soul, just to feel included Seeing how I'm doing, they feel so stupid Chain froze, mic humid I'm a star, outer space, bitch I'm barely human You the type to sell yo' soul just 'cause you feel excluded Baby peepin' what I do, I know I got 'em fumin' [Outro] ISSBROKIE!
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- Producers
- Xani