“If it ain’t about money then what we talkin’ about”

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Mixing the vodka with the champagne
Trying to find inspiration in the pain
Always daydreaming about condos and making it rain
And the day you regret not feeling the same
I swear I got poems for days
I swear I got some interesting thoughts and ways
Talking about all the girls that didn’t stay
And how lately it’s been hard to pray
Told my dad I finally let our differences go
Told him it’s all good as far as I know
My brother like “If it ain’t about money then what we talkin’ about”
Real shit though, so it’s all love, no doubt
Treating the art like drugs, I’ve been cooking up
On a mission to make a name you’re always looking up
Googling Valentine’s Fall regardless of the season
Forget the cause I’m just trying to be the reason
Fuck all the depression and feelings
Alcohol got me so far gone it feels like I’m dreaming

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