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[Verse 1]
They ask me how I'm doing
I say gucci
b*tch slipped out the two-piece and then we watched a movie
I used to wanna die until you killed me
Now I can't feel sh*t but I'm still breathing

[Chorus]
Still breathing, wish I could f*cking stop
Wish I could end my life in a black drop top
And if it ain't about money, then, shut the f*ck up
And if I had to cut ties, know that you f*cked up

Get a couple bands and think you balling
Gucci f*cking dead, I could hear the reaper calling
And I thought I had hope 'til I woke up from my dream
b*tch I gotta f*cking get it, drowning in these money trees

Get a couple bands and think you balling
Gucci f*cking dead, I could hear the reaper calling
And I thought I had hope 'til I woke up from my dream
b*tch I gotta f*cking get it, drowning in these money trees

[Verse 2]
But I'm still, snapping like a Snapchat
Please don't f*cking act back
Flock up in my napsack
I ain't got friends
I got brothers by my side
Got the butterfly knife
Flip it open then I slice

[Chorus]
Still breathing, wish I could f*cking stop
Wish I could end my life in a black drop top
And if it ain't about money, then, shut the f*ck up
And if I had to cut ties, know that you f*cked up

Get a couple bands and think you balling
Gucci f*cking dead, I could hear the reaper calling
And I thought I had hope 'til I woke up from my dream
b*tch I gotta f*cking get it, drowning in these money trees