They just be eager for money they ain't trynna jesus' mother
Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free
I got blammas, you'll drop your hammers
I trap factors like a pig laugh or hangers
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
If i should die before i wake
And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare
He is just standing there as i fuck his mother-fucking heir
Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball
#i #swear to fucking god you never cared at all!
Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream
Mother-fucking guarantee ill make a murder scene
If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number
I guess god cannot be everywhere so he created a mother, a lovely mother
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