I wanted a brother my mother i told her
Paper boy make you a believer
We are being wiped off the face of this earth
Little do they know his parents are both doctors
My parents and family said i can't make it//
Because there ain't no coming back from that
I make more money now than both my parents combined still,
She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill
But there ain't a thing you can do
I wanna get with you
I said pay me it’s nothing
I was born to do the damn thing
Ain't that your worst fear
Let me make one thing clear,
This boa, what's your motivation
Let the rest do it with him,
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