Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Hustle for money and making livings
I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.
I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey
I used to write rhymes, all day and all night
Enticed on money and vices alike,
Turn money into diamonds and gold
Is a space that now you hold
You ain't know nothing about me and my money
A happy home, that's my fantasy
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