I love the money but i hate the cheese
Got tired of running from the police
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
You wonda why they call u bitch
So i wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle
Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model
Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting
Fuck it grab my smg and cock it,cock a doodle doo now see whos dying
Realsed i'm a fucking beast, i never freeze, just stackin cheese,
Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies
I can't believe it, you're out here making stacks of cheese
She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth
Once as a slave who imagined being free
We getting cheese like it's macaroni,
Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese
That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police
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