Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
She wishes she could be the referee of her story,
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
He threatened me, abused me, and then told a different story
Everybody come with me let me tell you a story
Now im gettin more rings than bill russel in an audi
But she dont know the story
Hopin' that my niggas see
I guess now i'm done telling this story,
Look it something they can't ever see
Everybody come with me let me tell you a story
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
But my dads a different story
No cadillac, no perms, you can't see
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