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I just whipped a four to a ten with my daughter in bed And I still gotta wrap this loose one, thoughts in my head got me rawting again but I still wanna put this noose on I'm at war with these men I don't talk to my friends and my girl want to buy Louboutins She don't see what I do to put food on, out for a week tryna sleep on a futon No time for that Insta (na) Don't ask about new songs Still gettin' tracked on a sim card Racking a cling in the back of a (?) My brain numb when I think hard Like how many times have I been charged? Lost everything in the shipyard Starved and got everything that my kids asked (everyday) I can't get back the time in cells, I remember the calls on FaceTimе Late night with the burner, stay quiеt can't wait 'till I see that daylight Now I'm back in the Meriton whipping MSN till the flake right I got work in the pay nights, paper route, I want the merc with the canines (skrr) Don't have to take that risk no more I load up the pack then move it Never come to the drop on time I'll sweep around and clean you out like broomsticks Got no time for the music Deadlines got a brick of the loose sh*t Stepped on it twice, and her friends said it's nice so she calls every night tryna do (?) We came off dirty vans, now it's thirty bands and a blade when I come through (ching) Stomp on this panda like Kung-Fu Whip it up, hit the b*t*h with the (?) I don't do this sh*t for the fame, I was born in the game when I stay it's 'cuz I want to This is Sydney, we ain't for the (?) but your mum gonna run through
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