What you call hate
There’s money to make
I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest
Make the mother fucker melt
Now a nigga got baking to bake
Or maybe the right choice you'd make
But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick
I make elevating music, you make elevator music
But i'm tryna find a way to make change and make cents
Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends
Make like a tree and leave
I'm sharper than shark teeth
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