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Blah, blah, blah, same shit every song
What kind of drugs Ameer on? What
Kind of boys you fucking on?
It's like the same damn sh fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

My life on display, I'm
Always live streamin', always tweetin'
Always doin' some shit that's gon'
Get me in trouble
It's McDoubles and a Sprite, every night
I used to live a boring life
In a suburban cold town, i'm cold now
My family used to think I
Was useless and clueless
Really, I had visions same way
That fuckin' Snoop did, shit
Should've never grew up 'cause I found
Out Santa Claus was fake
And because I realized I had to
Tell my family that I'm
Blah, blah, blah, same shit every song
What kind of drugs Ameer on? What
Kind of boys you fuckin' on?
It's like the same damn shit
Every time I log on
It's a new lame nigga that wanna see us fail
Well, we always to the future
I'ma always do it well
I met these niggas when I
Was twelve and Lord knows, i've seen Hell
Probably shouldn't fuckin' be here
Sorry to my fuckin' past life
Searching for my dad's ghost even
Though that man alive

I done dodged a bullet when they
Caught me with an empty bag
Sixteen, rockin' the system inside
My mom's van
Would've took this shit to Kentucky fast
If I had the chance
I put myself before a lot of
People and I get nothing back
How y'all always know what I'm thinking?
I guess you got me pinned
I bet they know me so well
They could draw my fingerprints
See, I'ma stay in the sky
I'm like an idle jet
And I ain't worth shit as well
I know I got regrets my baby bad
Got me beatin' just like some cardio
I hit the gas on the Caddy and then I adiós
Fuck you, fuck y'all
And y'all way back there
I don't like nobody hang 'round here
Two-faced so they face just to
Say they been there
I ain't no better, I'm a fuckin' prick
I stay my ass in the house
And I ain't left for days
Maybe I should run away and lay
Away until I'm all okay

How many firetrucks can I count?
They drive real fast past my house
How many firetrucks can I count?
They drive real fast pass my house