WHAT IS IT LIKE, TO BE LIKED?

I′m pussy stuntin', I look stunnin′ every night

You wish my money was your money, but it's mine

Got a lot of friends, got a brand-new Benz and a DUI

I don't like that bitch, she not on the list, so I hit decline

I need your attention

I need your attention

Come take my picture, I get richer when my day′s long

New Balenciaga or that Prada I don′t pay for

They love my fashion, love my dancing on the stage floor

I look so handsome in my mansion that's a rental

I need your attention

I bleed for attention

Hope I′m remembered, I surrender to the changes

I guess I'm lucky, get to club in different places

Burn through my money, I skip town, move in with family

Get away from all the people who will never understand me, yeah

Ah, fuck all the parties

I′m still nobody, I, I, I need a new hobby

All that they see in me is a, a cheaper copy

But I'ma go out like a star, they′ll all be sorry

I-I-I-I-I-I-I, I wanna die

I wish I lived a different life, I lost that time

Can't get it back, and so I cry all day and night

Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be so liked

Be so liked

Liked

Liked

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