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[thekidauto verse]
time for time, i go line for line but only time will tell
if ever go 45, like its 95 cause my pops ain’t there
riding in a coupe and tryna figure how close me god and truth is they say the proof is, in the pudding, so eat this sh+t, i’m too sick

lil homage to the goat no fooling
with the art, i remember i knew when
this sh+t chose me, in school when
i was lame n+gga worried bout my shoes man

tryna fit in with all of them cool kids
in the back of the class i’m snoozing
writing down lil raps bout a cool chick
now she dance for a living i’m too sick

my mama broke, can’t be too rich
that b+tch left me, shе was too thick gotta bunch of n+ggas and they ruthless but the closеst n+gga to me judas

how a god in me i feel human ?
is black lives matter really moving ?
how you ready to love when you fuming? bout past sh+t, what you doing ?

is that b+tch bad or my standards low?
i don’t know, guess a n+gga gotta nut first. do all dogs really go to heaven?
i need to know cause, i done the worst
am i living right?
who decides that?
in my eyes i’m living fine
do it really matter if i own my masters? if the master sold you for 10.99 ?

[chorus]
stuck in my head, i’m just tryna get bread right. [4x]

[b00g verse]
i don’t even need a family, only built to get this bread
can’t even leave my crib, stuck inside my own head

i don’t even got a soul, menace to society
auctioned off my sole, now i only chase properties
ben frank is guiding me

i’m living off a hunch n+gga

on the go
survival mode
the only thing i know is dough

money make the world go round up in this b+tch

i’ma masked up,cold hearted, son of a b+tch
i rap whats really real
and then i live whats in my raps

tryna take golden showers, no more boiling from the tap

put my life up in a song, so the real ones connect with me
hustled with the ones i starved with, so they can flex with me

always been down and out, so what do y’all expect from me?
busted out in tears when the label cut a check for me

50 hour weeks
i’ve been slaving with no sleep
i had to take a 100 l’s , so my whole fam can eat

[chorus}
stuck in my head, i’m just tryna get bread right.[4x]

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