Summer time, different shore
Now u want me no more
But shit i ain't with her no more not in this life
Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live
I can make it rain
No more money, no more fame
And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with
That pays her decent so we ain't poor no more, changing paces,
If you can't look up at yourself
No more prison and cells
Who shows her face no more
The art of war
My ambition is ammunition if this is war
And tell 'em there's no more games,no more
Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith
That pays her decent so we ain't poor no more, changing paces,
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