What up girl, tell me how you been
And start making all kinds of commotion
Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none
Make fun of your dealings with my millions on fallon/
The chase has begun, one tonne of fucking fun fun fun,
That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one
While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison
Old school convos, talking bout lotto, spreading advice, always a lot of fun
Huh, a metaphor of course
We made fun out of our jazz talks
In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps
Im not afraid to kill cops or make fun of fags
Manny pacquiao on the beat
I pray the lord my guns to keep
Im incapable of making etically correct decisions
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
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