Ygldom - AMG

Rubber band man bitch I'm him and I stay poppin
Bitches way to easy got too many to acknowledge
They say dom be capping how he rap and go to college
Like I wasn't just getting money taking red eyes out to cali
You could say my name but you don't know nothing about me
Get a johnny grab a temp tag to this day ain't no one found me
I had 30 thousand cash I fucked my hands up trynna count it
Same bitches that Im shitting on the one who tried to clown me
My brother flexing money and I ain't never ask for nothing
On my last and on my ass but I dealt with the repercussions
Cuz I knew that I fucked up I got a bag and started stunting
I swear I felt like the man hop in the car and push a button
Remember back when we have shit heat the crib up with the oven
Why you think you bout to spend the night if me and you ain't fucking
Started rapping got a check and I ain't gon lie I started buzzing
But I'm tired of these niggas trynna treat me like I'm nothing
I mean it's cool cuz I was young and I was dumb and I ain't have shit
But you should've been knew that nigga I was never average
I don't get pressed by no dumb shit I'll suit up it's fuck this rap shit
Putting racks on top of racks a couple racks inside the cabinet
Gave my momma three thousand and I said you ain't gotta pay for me
My life is like a movie you could watch that shit in AMC
How the fuck you love me but you tell niggas you hated me
Bro pass me the keys that's to his benz this shit a AMG
Quick skrt off no racing me
Where this rap shit taking me
I could talk that beef shit but them niggas get no play from me
The fall off what I hate to see
She fucked me up off ecstasy
This life had broke me down now I defend what I got left of me
I'm geez

Written by:
Dominic Serowsky

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