None of you jokers could stop me
Bitch, i might make you my baby
Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..
So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
And junk food that's been feeding me.
Its been driving me crazy lately
We got money to go get baby
You thought you could off me
Let me rideuntil i get free
What up girl, tell me how you been
They gon love me for my ambition
Who could be hiding over there? (me!)
Call me lazy, i ain't your baby
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
Don't even try..... you could never battle me,
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