My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells
Pay you to talk yet you make no fucking sense
Tell em bitches they can get up on my level
But when i make it i'll pay for y'all dental
I make tracks for haters like i'm feeding the snakes,
To be great, i'm giving it all it takes
Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem
Haters, ya you got some, smoke it all you want some?
Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys
Time to pay em back, gotta make a little noise.
And still make you pay cash from your wallet,
Foolish, i be on that new shit
Fuck y'all haters and make sure this hurt
Plumber in the back seat, pipe work
Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang
Love can make ya stupid man
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