[Intro: Dallah]
Everyday I remember, everyday I remember the struggle
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[Chorus: Dallah]
I said hate the only thing I hate
If it's diamonds, we bust down the face
She gon be loyal to money, and money is loyal to me
Everyday I remember the struggle
Plenty days feel like I'm in a bubble
Bitch bad but I don't wanna cuddle
She know she leaving the room in a puddle
N***as bleeding over the money and I call it paper cuts
One of my friеnds was a seed, he was acting funny, no he nevеr say enough
I can't wait to travel overseas, my momma had told me that she never see enough
I love the way she getting on her knees, but I had to tell her I cannot be in love

[Verse 1: Kyle Richh and Dallah]
Grah
They do not want me to win
I don't fuck with n***as, two seats in my Coupe
I showed my pen into paper, and her into hustle, but I still don't know what to do
She be looking too cute in that thirty inch
And we went from DM's to DR
I can admit I was fiending to meet her
She unlinkable, I couldn't see her
And you know what you doing
Why you playing like I won't go crazy
I can't think, my adrenaline rushing
Like to the point where I can't even function
Like damn, it ain't about me
Think of the future and what we could be
I need a bitch who gon show me some love
Like I got no one to hug when I sleep
Can't-can't tell no lie, too real
I wanna know how you feel
She can't fuck up my head 'cause I'm 10 steps ahead
Like, been in the game since 10 (since 10)
Real feelings, I can't be your friend (your friend)
And I don't want this feeling to end
Missing my bros, holding back these tears
[Verse 2: Jenn Carter]
Like I be geeking while facing my fears
All this pain I be stuck in my feelings
Toting the knocker I cannot be slipping
Take a risk every time that I'm sinning
Like I just hope that they see that I'm different
If I call you my brother I'm spinning
You bitches is jokes like you gotta be kidding
He a pussy that boy is a kid
And I pick up the knock 'cause it cannot be written
Chopper too loud I'ma need me a silencer
She a groupie, ain't nothing out-buying her
Feeling myself like I'm losing my keys
I'ma dump out the V, the knocker got a beam
On my dick 'cause they know that I'm popular
She tried to line me just know that I'm dropping her
No hesitation I boom for the team
I said we got the city and there is no stopping us
She acting funny
And she saying she love me
Bro got out, we got lucky
I be just praying I run up them hundreds
.40 bark like a puppy
More than rap, like a mummy
I cannot beef with a bum over money
In these streets man this shit could get ugly
[Chorus: Dallah]
I said hate the only thing I hate
If it's diamonds, we bust down the face
She gon be loyal to money, and money is loyal to me
Everyday I remember the struggle
Plenty days feel like I'm in a bubble
Bitch bad but I don't wanna cuddle
She know she leaving the room in a puddle
N***as bleeding over the money and I call it paper cuts
One of my friends was a seed, he was acting funny, no he never say enough
I can't wait to travel overseas, my momma had told me that she never see enough
I love the way she getting on her knees, but I had to tell her I cannot be in love