You're a bitch, and you broke my heart.
Alot of niggas fake who go to hard
I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window
I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho
Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Dig, these niggas is fake joe
U stole my money bread and dough
Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
Yeah, we get this cabbage
And my life's like a bitch,
White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say
U took all my money and ran away...
She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing
Music is my money, and i'll never stop until my system stops running
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