You dont mean shit to me
Took my heart away from money
Fuck off stop bullshittin you silly cunt it dont get it out
Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route
Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money
3 if you count my sin, because it envelops me
Life mapped out time to buckle in and count down from ten
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
Kicks new, my denim, raw
Dont make me tomahawk ya,
You dont want to engage get me out my cage
They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange
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