This is for all you motherfuckers out there,
And them which is more of a circus than a fair
Now i'm not asking for there to be no racism
And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them
Energized and still going
You said there will be no hoping
I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless
Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
Thinking nobody's there for you
Raised by a momma who, who
Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home
And when i do baby ill right be there with you on the phone,
Thought this was forever love
I feel sorry for there parents
Fukk it i ll just take yo name
Wale and we are not the same
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