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Look into my eyes and tell me what you see

I'll tell you first thing there ain't another like me

All I know is how to rhyme like slim shad-ey

Can't freestyle no more cause my style ain't free

I mean how can everything seem so perfect but when you find out its all a cliche

Girls nowadays have no respect

Bouncing that ass just hoping to see a check

Always looking for sex or a dude to give a lil neck

Saying they want real but don't wanna change

Going out to parties looking for that social media game

Man shit ain't even the same and it's driving me crazy

I feel like I'm going insane so many wicked thoughts in my membrane

That I don't know how to even begin to say

My words are like a clip to a fully auto AR-15

So imma let em spray

To these thirsty girls on the gram, I never tell them to stay

Come over for one night never see them a-gain

I'm out here chasing the money not the fame

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