[Verse 1: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Makin' this song and I wish you weren't gone
I wish we could right the way that we went wrong
I get to the back, so I do what I please
Shoes on my feet, and they say Louis V
She wanna fuck, 'cause she know that I'm him
Flex on these niggas, don't go to the gym
Blowin' these niggas, but I did not
Who got a Louis V sound, a hood on my shoe
I get to the back 'cause I do what it take
They be payin' for plays, all these rappers is fake
Got a lot on my chest, gotta carry this weight
Every time that I win, I know niggas gon' hate
I remember not havin' the money
Workin' at Panera Bread, I had to catch the bus
My niggas outside, I don't gotta say nothin'
You talk 'bout one of us, it's all of us
Louis V back on the table when you walkin' over
Yeah, nigga, you know it's us
Bitches be all on my dick, 'member back in the day
When they wouldn't even notice us
You niggas hated on me, I was soundin' my music
They laughed at me, said I was lame
5K on my fit, just off Louis Vuitton
And Chanel, I ain't wearin' no chain
Never turn on my friends 'til they sign me no deal
Never traded my freedom for fame
I can say what I want, I can do what I want
Me and these rappers, we just aren't the same
Me and Darkie are some of the greatest
They prolly gon' put us in the hall of fame
All this red in my cup and the money I got
And it's slightly enough for the pain
Makin' this song and I wish you weren't gone
I wish we could right the way that we went wrong
I get to the back, so I do what I please
Shoes on my feet, and they say Louis V
She wanna fuck, 'cause she know that I'm him
Flex on these niggas, don't go to the gym
Blowin' these niggas, but I did not
Who got a Louis V sound, a hood on my shoe
I get to the back 'cause I do what it take
They be payin' for plays, all these rappers is fake
Got a lot on my chest, gotta carry this weight
Every time that I win, I know niggas gon' hate
I remember not havin' the money
Workin' at Panera Bread, I had to catch the bus
My niggas outside, I don't gotta say nothin'
You talk 'bout one of us, it's all of us
Louis V back on the table when you walkin' over
Yeah, nigga, you know it's us
Bitches be all on my dick, 'member back in the day
When they wouldn't even notice us
You niggas hated on me, I was soundin' my music
They laughed at me, said I was lame
5K on my fit, just off Louis Vuitton
And Chanel, I ain't wearin' no chain
Never turn on my friends 'til they sign me no deal
Never traded my freedom for fame
I can say what I want, I can do what I want
Me and these rappers, we just aren't the same
Me and Darkie are some of the greatest
They prolly gon' put us in the hall of fame
All this red in my cup and the money I got
And it's slightly enough for the pain
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