Ever since bill clinton was still in office
I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love
O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.
Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy
So we'll just suffer
Mother, o my mother!
For real, a nigga ill
Heh, now don't go all kill bill
So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill
All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill
If you felt some guilt when you red this bill
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Like a villain i'm hated
O wait...your moms already did/
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