Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars
Little do they know his parents are both doctors
Hi's parents abonded him, and his doge gone wild
Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind
Say one thing and do another
And none drum, iller than ninth wonder
Paper boy make you a believer
The ice ain't really nothing to her
My parents and family said i can't make it//
Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,
Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair
Knowing that my parents do not care
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