Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.
Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny
Fuck the money and public opinion
Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
Hey, must be the money
Hustling tryna make this p
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
Take my bus and bust down money
And shit, y'all wonder why we rappers will talk money,
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
And cash money supermarket like seth,
I just play my part make moves like chess
Wish you was around now to see what i've become see
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Hustling tryna make this p
I ain't tryna fight back, but baby
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