Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back
I'mma be that - cg busy gettin', where the weed at?
If i can't get money i'd rather be down some pounds
So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house
That'll be never bitch, i'm only gettin' better
That's why forever i love seldom and trust never
But never gettin better unless i keep trying
So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring
Cause some of you bitches funny
I run for the money
If i can make them money
They say nothings ever free
My voice is gettin shriller, there will be plenty haters
See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth
Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her
I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper.
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