Wrecking and leaving em, it's unbelievable/
When i talk about money all you see is the struggle
You know i stick to the script
Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled
But five years from now i bet she see
And fake friends need some therapy.
And even your friends at school.
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
All i need is moola cars and friends
Shitting on these niggas like i need depends
Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments
And you ain't got no friends
Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose
And tarnished image of cool teachers suddenly abloish rules
With friends and family
And they can't see the tragedy
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