Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up
I got the sickest flow, i got your moms seven digits for 1 dollar not a penny mo,
Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
Mo cash you got'll get you out of jail free
And my kick game beyond crazy
Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow
Shut tha fuck up wid ya problems theres people out here wid lots mo,
Mo money mo problems when i get it i'm a pile it up
But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Go ahead, talk mo shit bout how you don't feel me/
Purple in the red solo,got me movin slow mo
She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow
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