I wanted the money and never the fame
Make sure it remembers my name
I was shittin on your name
Down in dallas at the all-star game
But now invisible cells around your brain
Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name
And my niggas all the same
Was to build up a name
Just plain pat visions with some sick aim
Till i cant remember my name
They crucifying my name
I got that goodman game
And give you a sh1tty name
I like my hoodies fucked with lame
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