CONTEXT CLUE
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Yeah, uh, shh, ayy
Penny for my thoughts, I don't got cash on me
What's that? What's that?
I can hear the prayers and the callbacks only
Walkin' through the mirror, I ain't process most of the pain
Not sayin' it's a lot that holds me, holds me, yeah
Watchin' what you sayin', got optics open
Stoppin' everything for the dollars, notice
I'm a nigga makin' what I want, no coaches
Got a Bentley, but it ain't pop out bogus
Niggas hearin' 'bout a thing, cut like broden
When you hear the politic, it must get lonely
Fuck, yeah, shh, yeah, shh, damn, uh, yeah
Penny for my thoughts, I don't got cash on me
Goddamn, okay
Penny for my thoughts, I don't got cash on me
I don't got cash on me, yeah
I can see the hate, I don't need context for it
Head to the money, it's a contact sport
Tryna crash, you be missin' all the context for it
Ayy, how you make a dub, ain't drop one sweat?
Three hundred, I spent it on one vest
Two hundred, I could throw it in a sundress
Pay cuts nothin', I could get your bitch undressed
Pay one time and you could change a nigga address
Lil' Tony, I was sleepin' on the mattress
All I need is a phone and a lil' mic
Nigga head gettin' blown off a lil' hype
By the way, I'm livin' wrong, but it feel right
Uh, yeah, fuck