Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping
Started talking tough fuck i want my money damn i want it caching
I have dreams of livin large like michael jackson,
But i'm sorry for the damage i have done
I have limited amounts of time to fulfill my life's wishes
I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business
Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key
Now in my hand...i have my own earned money
Money in my view that i can't see ya
Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah
I make forty-some dollars a day
I need money in a major way
Funny amounts of money like monopoly
It's a battlejust for tha big money
I need a large #vest / no idea what #direction
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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