Then i read your username and now it all makes sense,
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
Like a detective just to try and make sense of it
No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit
And two hundred dollars ain't enough to water the seed
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead
You chase hoes, i chase dollars
Let's enjoy our younger years
If you never do, still niggas look at you strange
Im dumb? my two sense is worth $37 and some change
Yup sure,i came from the dirt,ordained from his his birth and i'll remain on this earth
Americas in debt, but we turn around and give egypt, millions of dollars
I ain't interested in fame
They got no sense and no brain
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