'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path
If you knew my past and you knew my cash
Its all about my nerves,
You know big-breast girls
Consumin' all your cash for their own priorities
Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees
All these mixed feeling about my siblings,
Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live
Why a black nigga take ass over class
All bout the game, nothin bout the cash
40 on my face, getting cash
I can barely wipe my ass
Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route
This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about
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