Heavy keys

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Too cliché
This is the last chance
To be something different
I miss my friends but
I'm paid through PayPal
Motherfucker this is my credit card
You could call me back if you need distance
I promise this is not the hour
Emma X on me chest
And I'm going for the best yeah
I'm always gunning
But I'm never gonna bother
Cos all these niggers know
He is never about the others
It is just about the money
Parked up in my corners
And niggers still tryna count
The fucking commas
I was fucking on the TV
For wanted while I was stuck
Now all niggers tryna hold me back
I say that's rigid, stop
I'm in a fucking distend
Of the deep perm

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah
I still say shit
I stick to my heavy keys
Back to the park
Cos I never say odd
All these niggers tryna put me
In the fucking spot
But I don't go there
It is the fucking monologue
I don't give a fuck about what they say
I'll be spitting this shit
Cos I don't hear the sane
I only mind my own fucking damn business
Niggers tryna call me up
That's a severance
I sever all fucking ties
Except for love
Now these niggers got me feeling like
This is all for the money
For the plough, say what
Okay back
Back . . .
(Who taught you first pouf)
. . . to the one I . . . nuff

[Outro]
What is it now?
Why are you clip
Which one is correct?
Uh!
Which one is correct?
Why are everyone posting this
Or why is everyone posting this
What?
Why is everyone posting this
Or why are everyone posting this