My money keep me staying, my dick allways out standing
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Ex-hoes wanna call me,
Looking at your money
Got shows on top of shows
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
Its a jungle out here and ima pounce on tha money
I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy
With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out
I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about
They alll ran out of money.
But make sure if they do see
And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit
Never had a wallet, money falling out my pocket
You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
Giving the middle to neighbors, zero redemption,
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