I don’t celebrate, it don’t feel the same, you don’t even look at me the same and I can see the change, Everything you do is for rewards like a vma, nowadays love it just feel like a repeated phrase, I don’t even do the beats now I’m tryna beat a case, And the lawyer looking worried I can see his face, And my steppers they ain’t liking how I’m keeping straight, Girl I got so many secrets I can’t even tell, since I know which parts I’m hiding don’t believe myself,
