White streaks on ya face evidence of heart break
I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate
Three lunch boxes a week,
Walk with heat cause talk is cheap
Been trying to put it down long after i was signed
Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
It's cool cause the radio don't do much
Gotta get hutch cuz he makes me lunch,
Party with bitches that throw parties too much
Dirt poor nigga, i took their free lunch
Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find
So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
So now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind
No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind
Rise up like a zombie and eat these fuckers for lunch
Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much
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