From curb surfingwe working the industry
Hustle for dis country money
When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.
Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Getting to the money
To get that #donald #sterling money, #no #nigga rap
You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that
Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men
No loyalty when it comes to fame just a bitch screaming my name pleading again
But i kinda like your company
Anint shit funny, for the money
Music is money, money isn't music
Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit
That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money
So your crimes are that you picked royalty over loyalty
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