Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Call me up late while im on drugs
Giving us children who look up and be inspired
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Giving you a few #minutes before he spits you chewed up
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
But it wasn't like that, and he was giving up slowly,
just not if it means giving up on being me,
And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby
Now i'm trippin up, trippy on the verge of giving up
From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head
And i end up giving your kids dat bread.
What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup
Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.
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