Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live
She looks for money , i look for life
My home girl told me i got an issue
I stopped hangin around yall cause niggaz like you
When i'm finished with these niggaz, they be calling me "dad"
Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track
Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this
I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Tell me, if you lived in poverty all of your life you wouldn't really talk money,
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