This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,
If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke
Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.
Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose
We getting money, you can face the facts
He in bootcamp, you on food stamps
I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most
Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes
It's all she knows
Bought the dope and have hoes
You got your mean little walk with the model pose
Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes
And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start
Want the title but im always fighting under card
Blow up on this society
Getting to the money
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