Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard
No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped
I came up hungry
I ain't got no money,
No dough she was broke as she blowed the clowns on the roads in town
But i apologize for not walking you around
And i be good til the fat woman sing a note
This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,
Thinkin that your on my level, just for thinkin those thoughts you broke the rules
You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose
Got a lot money, no mouldy meat
I said i got my ass beat
No more money, no more fame
I like my hoodies fucked with lame
Would u still call me yours if i had no money?
Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity
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