[Verse]
Ah
No, pole, my name is in a winterfold
Bitch, I'm over you
Yo' head is like potato bowl
I push all the pressure on your neck until you fold
What's the will [?]?
In touring live, recording audios
Maybe I'm playing
Sy with instrumentals, huh
Packs, audio, I'm old, MIDI control
No, Sy came up in the fuckin' eye of the city
Bitches know me, then I rip, aye, yuh
Grew up in a place that they don't like me from
I'm so used to hate, call me conundrum, fuck
Maybe I'm supposed to be that miserably
But I don't see it in me, I don't know what you see in me

[Chorus]
I don't know what you see in me
I don't know what you see in me
I don't know what you see in me
'Cause I'm in it for, uh, money
I don't know what you see in me
I don't know what you see in me
Bitch, we clearly in this shit for the pool of the money
I don't know what you see me
I don't know what you see-