Peep game don't let the money make you change
With foreign names, valet the range
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,
They got money that they jumpin' on the pole to make
They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate
We got the money, now let's make it flip like gymnastics,
Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits
Trying to make money so my family could eat
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet
Hopin' that my niggas see
If i can make them money
There’s money to make
Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight
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