Peep game don't let the money make you change
Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
If you dont that nigga gone make you get handcuff
I dont know why they let you out in the dark
I know my calling's worth like phone card
I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
While your just pathetic, but dont let it get to you, better
Peep game don't let the money make you change
While half my mental belongs in a cage
I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge
You got the spotlight, can make a change
Momma told him all that money will make you a fool
Incoming callplus this my homie from high school
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