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Lord, I just want Joojah to feel better
I just want Joojah to feel better
If I die young, will I live forever?
Die dripped out in a Mustang leather
Die rich than live broke, I’d rather
Boy rap tough, but I rap better
I had to run up money, bag-getter
All black on me, expensive shit, trendsetter
Think you smoke big ass blunts, mine fatter
Text hoe: ‘Bye’, I don’ do love letters
Showin’ fake love to me, but talkin’ mad shit behind my back
I don’t need friends, I got these diamonds instead, for that, on my neck
Do whatever, I can’t be phased while getting these checks
Can not settle, I need them bags, yeah, yeah them racks
Woke up, I’m swerving
My turn, yeah, I’m burnin’
I want all them moneys
Yeah, I want life forever
But thank God I changed and I laid off the drugs
Truth to be told, sometimes a ganster needs a hug
Die lit like I’m a Play boy, Schyeah
Now they wanna know me, who I be, yeah
Smokin’ on paper planes, I’m not M.I.A.
Y’all hoes some pets like CChat to tell ya
Do it again like Mia, Pia
How your life fast if you driving a Kia?
And I’m too fast in a hellcat
Doors, go up, spent money no remorse
Saw your bitch, she was doing horse
Now I rock Ricks, you stuck in Force
No, I’m not Lone, but I’m on top floor
Money done spoiled me to the core
Walk in, buy everything in store
This what I was made for
Dreams of life forever
In a better place than this
Just know I wanted to live
When I’m gone
I hope I don’t go soon, but-
If I die young, will I live forever?
Die dripped out in a Mustang leather
Die rich than live broke, I’d rather
Boy rap tough, but I rap better
I had to run up money, bag-getter
All black on me, expensive shit, trendsetter
Think you smoke big ass blunts, mine fatter
Text hoe: ‘Bye’, I don’ do love letters
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