You sell yourself for better jobs
More props. r.i.p., my poor pops
Who won't make it into heaven so they stare at the gates
Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes
Its like segregation when its stoners vs products
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
Im trill like bill gates money times twenty/ its funny/
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
M v p like steve nash
Gotta make that cash
No check back, in debt yep
Vs me taking a step
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