EXCLUDED! lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, okay!

[Chorus]
I bring back the music, that sh*t therapeutic
b*tch throwin' ass, put her back into it
Try to [?] your f*cking soul, just to feel included
Seeing how I'm doing, they feel so stupid
Chain froze, mic humid
I'm a star, outer space, b*tch I'm barely human
You the type to sell yo' soul just 'cause you feel excluded
Baby peepin' what I do, I know I got 'em fumin'

[Verse]
Yeah I really do this, $60 on my interest
She don't want my wallet, that b*tch only want my interest
Turn that ass around, now she only want my inches
I done look down on that sh*t, man I'm scared of b*tches
Nah I ain't scared of b*tches, I'm only scared of riches
And what they gon' do to my soul when I'm makin' millions
Y'all be face putters, nah, I ain't takin' pictures
I'm the chosеn one, Lil' shteppi written in thе scriptures
[?] shawty, legs shakin', like she in the attic
Money from the [?], going straight to credit
And remember that I prolly meant it if i said it
These rappers talkin' crazy 'bout me, [?]
But I never read it, b*tch I'm feeling like the senate
You ain't gettin' in the crew, lil' bro, just stop, forget it
I'm the type to get a scholarship, just to shred it
[?] on my wrist, always staying wit' it
[Chorus]
I bring back the music, that sh*t therapeutic
b*tch throwin' ass, put her back into it
Try to [?] your f*cking soul, just to feel included
Seeing how I'm doing, they feel so stupid
Chain froze, mic humid
I'm a star, outer space, b*tch I'm barely human
You the type to sell yo' soul just 'cause you feel excluded
Baby peepin' what I do, I know I got 'em fumin'

[Outro]
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