Get tha fuck out my face

Iont want fuck with y'all

Iont see nun but me but I be hearin god

, I’m packin hollows mama told me to shoot for the stars

I kept it real wit them they told me lies it left m scarred

Iont know who to believe iont kno who to trust

I pop these percs to feel ease, iont want see tomar

They tryna get up wit me they don't wanna see tomar

Idk who to believe idk who to trust




I put on Burberry these patterns look like camouflage

I memeber back when I broke was that shit was kinda hard

I was fighting off my demons, kеpt my faith in God
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