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All I wanna know is where the cheese at (who run it?)

Where the keys at (who run it?)

Keep it easy (who run it?), you don't wanna get skeeted (who run it?)

Yeah, I rob, yeah, I steal

Yeah, I'll put your body in a field (shit crazy out here, man, fuck)

Man, this pain run deep, I'm sippin' drank to go to sleep

Fightin' demons in my head, I trust you far as I can see

Man, this pain run deep, I'm at the bank six times a week

Fuck it up, but I'm discrete, don't compare, you can't compete

Man, this pain run deep, I'm sippin' drank to go to sleep

Fightin' demons in my head, I trust you far as I can see

Man, this pain run deep, I'm at the bank six times a week

Fuck it up, but I'm discrete, don't compare, you can't compete

Bitch just thought she seen a ghost

All this power like I'm Ghost

Got this Glock, this bitch a ghost

With a switch, now your ass toast

I might pop out with a loaf

Can't pick one, 'cause I want both

Know some shawties, they on go

They better not never get your lo'

It's the drugs, they takin' over

If I'm not sober, I act a fool

Cover the dirt with diamonds

Cover the bullet wounds with tattoos

Buried my problems in mulah

First time I took shrooms, I was too high

I stop my feelings with pain meds

It's nasty, but I chew mine

Straight in my bloodstream, walk inside the club mean

Mad as hell that I'm this fly, a bitch can't hug me

Without the pain, I might be broke

If that's the case, I want some more

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