20 racks really thats sneaker money
And a fridge and some broccoli
Living young and wild and free
Cause you love me, call me daddy
Cot damn, martybars and c simeon out here.
My fame's no mistakesince the deal
And inhospitable,
I'm modest, and humble
Grab the scissors and saws and
But nah, he is quite different
Where you welcome to problems
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold
Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,
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