Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne
Money bring pain,money bring gain
Nowadays, people only rap in two ways, money, bitches. my wishes is that this
Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches
Got tired of running from the police
My voice is near nd sincere the seas
Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you
I guarantee our change whatever we go through
I need money, a life and riches. trillions of dollars instead of em' bitches.
Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this
The cars, the cane, the women swimmin in sin 'nd linen
Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun
When your money stand tall bitches wanna know you but when your money
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
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