And i feared that my fans say i failed
You owe the money ho now your getting tamed
Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust
Thought that getting money was the only payment
Socialising and getting along
It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong
Dad and mom are getting a divorce
I let you know you dealing with dogs
And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start
I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art
Pissin' on the demons of the earth
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus
And i ain't getting breathless
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