bankroll
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They want blood, they want me
They want blood, they want me
They want blood, they want me
Bankroll, couldn't even fold, couldn't stay in flow
Bank broke,  with you and these daily calls
Fake hoes, and my , had to rent my spare room
 to the storm
But I ain't no oil tycoon
And if I'm gone 'til November
Won't see my ass 'til next June
And it's true, and they broad day-time afternoon
Tryna spoil my mood, I'm tryna enjoy my cartoons, bitch
You ain't have many friends, but you the shit to me (Bankroll)
Every time you at the party it's a scene (Bankroll)
Always had to save you from a sunken thing (Bankroll)
Sunken place always coming in your dreams