No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose
They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,
Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne
Even with the money and the fame
Even with the money and the fame
Your man wale in his own damn lane
I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame
Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine
Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though
The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,
Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain
Even with the money and the fame
How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same
Screaming your name. money,power and the fame.
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,
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