40 on my face, getting cash
No one-half and i hate math
Signs of you getting smoked
Time to get her bags get ghost
Fuck fame, fuck money
I'm not getting no therapy
You shook my world and it felt apart
Your getting parred, lyricly flopped hard
Getting served like verizon
What up girl, tell me how you been
Penncounting pennys over tha years
Getting tired of compulsive liars
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