So you finally got the nerve
You chase hoes, i chase dollars
Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for
Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner
Where there’s minimal conscience and there’s thousands of choppers
Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars
I got my mind sold by the devil, bought in dollars got it for twenty
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
I wanna kill churches, they take your dollars they claim's for allah,
She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada
Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit
A thousand dollars for that acer i couldn't trace it
I can confess that i used a hammer and sickle for defense
And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring
I used to turn to churches for help but it wasn't working,
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