Again

I've been abused by this cold, cold world
 Everybody around you pretending that they your partner (Woah!)
 Let you have a problem, they won't even help you out (Woah!)
 Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you
 I've been abused by this cold, cold world
 Lord, I'm going out I'm stacking all my benjamins
 Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again
 I'ma pull up bens again, pu-pu-pull up bens again
 I'ma pull up bens again, pu-pu-pull up bens again
 Long hair Dreeka looking like she got ass shots (Ooh!)
 Doing pole a rope and sipping lean and soda, I am not
 Glock nine by the stop sign, bout fifty thousand in the stash spot
 Pray to God, we don't crash in the whip through the dash
 I could tap the gas and make that ass drop
 Ever wonder why your bitch look funny when the music playing
 Been a gangster, safe to say that I live everything I'm saying
 Bend her over pull her hair and eat her pussy, lick her ass
 And when we be cutting up her feet be in the ceiling fan
 Hold up, let me get my roll on
 Think I need another pocket just to put my phone on
 Hold on, let me get my roll on
 Think I need another pocket just to put my phone on (Who there?)
 Long nose, better get your donk on
 Speaking with the wrong tone, that'll get you dun dun
 Thinking with my dick wasn't, nothing like a thong song
 Looking for a two piece boom chicka boom boom
 Everybody around you pretending that they your partner (Woah!)
 Let you have a problem, they won't even help you out (Woah!)
 Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you
 I've been abused by this cold, cold world
 Lord, I'm going out I'm stacking all my benjamins
 Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again
 I'ma pull up bens again, pu-pu-pull up bens again
 I'ma pull up bens again, pu-pu-pull up bens again
 Pants sagging bout gat blasting while rats snitching I am tatted
 Lean bad got bad habits yellow bitch from Lafayette fantastic
 Dead broke, got mad ad it, I'm back stacking I'm flap-jacking
 Your flap rattling you fat faggot, I'm back at it in the trap trapping
 I love the bens, I've been camping, I'm standing strong, you bandwagon
 I'm concrete, you transparent, my dick out, your hand grabbing
 No can blame us, who grab bammas, hit yo block, then rim shagging
 No hidden cameras, from the back smashing, her ass clapping, I am nasty
 Road to riches, go and get it in Daytona Chargers
 Took a dive from not following our first mind
 I was getting in the mail from UPS
 If I tell you I'ma stay away from Juliet
 I'm lying
 Everybody around you pretending that they your partner (Woah!)
 Let you have a problem, they won't even help you out (Woah!)
 Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you
 I've been abused by this cold, cold world
 Lord, I'm going out I'm stacking all my benjamins
 Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again
 I'mma pull up bens again, pu-pu pull up bens again
 I'mma pull up bens again, pu-pu pull up bens again