See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun
Money is the misson/ fame is just a given
What influence as nigga money or fame
Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name
And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
I'm passed the hall of fame,
I got that goodman game
Even with the money and the fame
I'm that extreme, so haters complain
Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.
She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her
So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.
Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again
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