You hate on me so i defend myself which translates into me strangling you
And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true
It ain't hard to make money
What's this i hear you do love me?
It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due
So i thank you, but i hate #you, and if i had the chance id forsake you/
Ambition is my shit and i put that on my name
Love aint a game but you played me what a shame,
Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces
I hate my design but roll with the love
Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played
But you really been hella late / ain't ever care i let em hate
But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true
You hate on me so i defend myself which translates into me strangling you
You love me to no ends, but that image begins to fade,
She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight
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