[Intro: Dallah]
Everyday I remember, everyday I remember the struggle
1 of 1
[Chorus: Dallah]
I said hate the only thing I hate
If it's diamonds, we bust down the face
She gon be loyal to money, and money is loyal to me
Everyday I remember the struggle
Plenty days feel like I'm in a bubble
Bitch bad but I don't wanna cuddle
She know she leaving the room in a puddle
Niggas bleeding over the money and I call it paper cuts
One of my friеnds was a seed, he was acting funny, no he nevеr say enough
I can't wait to travel overseas, my momma had told me that she never see enough
I love the way she getting on her knees, but I had to tell her I cannot be in love
[Verse 1: Kyle Richh and Dallah]
Grah
They do not want me to win
I don't fuck with niggas, two seats in my Coupe
I showed my pen into paper, and her into hustle, but I still don't know what to do
She be looking too cute in that thirty inch
And we went from DM's to DR
I can admit I was fiending to meet her
She unlinkable, I couldn't see her
And you know what you doing
Why you playing like I won't go crazy
I can't think, my adrenaline rushing
Like to the point where I can't even function
Like damn, it ain't about me
Think of the future and what we could be
I need a bitch who gon show me some love
Like I got no one to hug when I sleep
Can't-can't tell no lie, too real
I wanna know how you feel
She can't fuck up my head 'cause I'm 10 steps ahead
Like, been in the game since 10 (since 10)
Real feelings, I can't be your friend (your friend)
And I don't want this feeling to end
Missing my bros, holding back these tears
Everyday I remember, everyday I remember the struggle
1 of 1
[Chorus: Dallah]
I said hate the only thing I hate
If it's diamonds, we bust down the face
She gon be loyal to money, and money is loyal to me
Everyday I remember the struggle
Plenty days feel like I'm in a bubble
Bitch bad but I don't wanna cuddle
She know she leaving the room in a puddle
Niggas bleeding over the money and I call it paper cuts
One of my friеnds was a seed, he was acting funny, no he nevеr say enough
I can't wait to travel overseas, my momma had told me that she never see enough
I love the way she getting on her knees, but I had to tell her I cannot be in love
[Verse 1: Kyle Richh and Dallah]
Grah
They do not want me to win
I don't fuck with niggas, two seats in my Coupe
I showed my pen into paper, and her into hustle, but I still don't know what to do
She be looking too cute in that thirty inch
And we went from DM's to DR
I can admit I was fiending to meet her
She unlinkable, I couldn't see her
And you know what you doing
Why you playing like I won't go crazy
I can't think, my adrenaline rushing
Like to the point where I can't even function
Like damn, it ain't about me
Think of the future and what we could be
I need a bitch who gon show me some love
Like I got no one to hug when I sleep
Can't-can't tell no lie, too real
I wanna know how you feel
She can't fuck up my head 'cause I'm 10 steps ahead
Like, been in the game since 10 (since 10)
Real feelings, I can't be your friend (your friend)
And I don't want this feeling to end
Missing my bros, holding back these tears
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