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Phineas J Peters
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Bitch I'm on, I hit a switch
The kid a star, high as it gets
I took her heart, out her chest
The money talks, it said I'm next
I don't go where I go, just to sightsee
I'm carrying you hoes and I don't say that lightly
I'm airing out the sheets, y'all between like the Isleys
I'm bout to be walking through these checks in my Nikes
You want it? be my guest, bro got poles like a campaign
I'm making bread, then we toast, get the champagne
He keep so much steel on his body, he look man-made
You thought I wasn't here to stay, what's my damn name?
Okay, okay
I got ownership so no one split the pay, okay, okay
Y'all don't own a ship but try to ride my wave, okay, okay
Y'all were told to sit but no one could obey, okay, okay
We don't know that bitch, somebody caught a stray, okay, okay
I don't go to sleep, l'm writing lyrics while I lay awake
I might over eat if y'all gon' keep on stepping to the plate
I really make shit shake like 808s until the pavement say my name
I'm on, I hit a switch
The kid a star, high as it gets
I took her heart, out her chest
The money talks, it said I'm next
The money talks and it said I'll make it
Hard to breathe through all the toxin that get you famous
I'm tired of the talk, show me what you're made with
Nah, nah, she said I belong on the A-list
I seen pride smother empathy and kill intention
I seen unrelated family get out depression
I ran out of ammunition and began evading
Don't fuck with you, why you switching to intimidation
Someone tell me som' with consequence, I'm losing patience
How the fuck does everybody run from entertainment?
How the fuck is everybody here my imitation?
It's ironic, they're the ones I find a bit engaging
Okay, okay
How the fuck is everybody here my imitation?
It's ironic, they're the ones I find a bit engaging
Set my eye between the jealousy and empty praising
I'm waiting
Bitch I'm on, I hit a switch
The kid a star, high as it gets
I took her heart, out her chest
The money talks, it said I'm next
Bitch I'm on, I hit a switch
The kid a star, high as it gets
I took her heart, out her chest
The money talks, it said I'm next
Writer(s): Phineas Peters
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