You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
There used to be a guy named undertaker
Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell
Learned to hustle from a guy named mel
I got a gun named moses, i’m in the club wit' it
Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit
I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
I even drew a clear picture in the words
Cuz nowadays i'm banging girl named amy
And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby
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