Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
Giving us children who look up and be inspired
But i was more self concerned with the broads in life
I dont belive in marriages no children no wife
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
My friends were off at school
I wanna be famous, the man your children ask what his name,
The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again
All the innocent little children
I want to fight the music on this one
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
But now i'm in high school
Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek
Her poor children when they are surrounded by greed
Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been
Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children
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