I love the money but i hate the cheese
E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees
Its irony that haters love to hate me,
Wish you was around now to see what i've become see
No room for love, just consumed by hate
That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Conceived in hate yet taught to love
But it's still cool just to dream man because
And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker
My father i will always love/ i was a damn kid , i hate my mother
Cause it's full of love and can teach hate
Rae took on the date with the purple tape
Double mg not to mention
Suicide depression,
That the world's in great depression
Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win
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