And losin all his money
They fucking me and loving me
But five years from now i bet she see
And if you don't believe me
Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic
Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit
Ima tell you that's a lie, lie, lie
They just jealous cos im so damn f-l-y
Y you bitches think im playing,
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
So the image will be captured when thoes kids ask y life aint fair
Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair
I love you only aid for you y
Thuggin' till the day i die
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