.[Verse 1]
Tummy rumbling for money rolls
My hands looking for something to hold
My mind runnin' like butter on toast
I'm getting heated like a lung from the smoke, like yo
Yo on the day to day
I'm steady tryna mold this paper maché
I'm tryna offer you my brain wit.
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