Misfit
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Lyrics
I ain't broke I ain't rich yet Banking on a fast cash flow so consistent Still such a misfit, still I'm a misfit, yeah So fuck that clique shit, gotta burn that bridge quick (Still imma misfit) I ain't broke I ain't rich yet Banking on a fast cash flow so consistent Still such a misfit, still I'm a misfit, yeah So fuck that clique shit, yeah Mind ya damn business, I ain't listening Some shit's better left unsaid I just left 20 texts unread, damn I'm Getting so tired of the unrest, feels like Everyone's alive but I'm undead Unfed I want bread done not a crumb left Front less, if ya need green you should come beg I'm the son of a God I'm the one the blessed I'm the don giving nods to these young threats Go abroad fuck a broad in a sundress Money launder to wash all the funds coming in Couple cents in a tin to a penthouse Want it all and a Benz I can lend out Sedatives, need a xan put my head down So repetitive, being branded the best out Generous with the bands giving M's out Boutta turn a friend to a Stan get that Em clout Maybe you don't know my name Play me I'll shoulder the wave, holster the pain Heart can get colder than Maine Part of me's overly vein, going insane Hardly controlling my train of thought Heart and soul they done changed, patrolling my space It's taking a toll I can't pay, draining the bank boutta raid every safe I ain't broke I ain't rich yet Banking on a fast cash flow so consistent Still such a misfit, still I'm a misfit, yeah So fuck that clique shit, gotta burn that bridge quick (Still imma misfit) I ain't broke I ain't rich yet Banking on a fast cash flow so consistent Still such a misfit, still I'm a misfit, yeah So fuck that clique shit, yeah Mind ya damn business, I ain't listening Been off track, my mind loafing Won't, get all wack and die hopeless I'm a misfit, Brian's prone to Hide emotions, come thru finest doses Sleep deprived I lie with eyelids open Got no time for joking, Ibuprofen All inside my body try to cope with Those who smoke 'em down, to tiny roaches, uh Me I mean fiends, been up for so long that I just day dream About the same things, I feel the pain when I hear the AK rrrring, Kill or be killed, the realer you feel, the faker you are Just gimme the bills, a nigga with skills I wanna runaway and get me a mil, a millie fr Spinning the wheel, I'm silly you feel, but running the field, yeah Who am I, just a guy, with a lot on my mind Trying to survive thru the night, ooo Wonder why I act so crazy, but you stay with me baby
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:20
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 125 BPM