Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.
To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
Come near me (come near me)
Do you think i'm crazy
Or know what its about
Pull me in, throw me out
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
Let me rideuntil i get free
Could i make you my baby
Your arms enfold me, cloak me
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
Ll me but i'm still me, now you know the real me.
That's why i'm makin' money
Boys tell me they love me
Tired of making money, i'm on to making history
Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me
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