These lame crooks just tryna make a quick buck off of faith,
Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways
The only cool thing i can say is that i gave you my heart too soon
Your just a bleating sheep, tryna touch me like a worm tryna leap to the moon
Just before they seen my money in the green
Since a youngin i've always had this dream
While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends
But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents
Should known when i was only tryna make it last-
K'naan and wale got money in the bank
That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight
And young people tryna make a name got straight cred hate,
I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid
Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked
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