See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke
With my sad pitiful miserable life no hope,
I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel
'cuz my life is a car with no hands on the wheel,
Beats and rap change my life, no joke
I know you just doing your job
I feel like a low-life, with no life
Picture me lettin this chump survive
My garage full of cars that bounce
Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds
I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane
That life is just a (game), no pain no gain
And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive
But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life
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