Trying to be a cool g
Took my heart away from money
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g
But they can't do nothing to a g/
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
With a fronted silent g.
They say i talk like im god body
I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones
Used to watch him in the kitchen sipping sammy adams
On hip hop and grime my g,
Third ward general, young cash money
G stands for g.a.y not genius
Here i go again, falling in love
I’m tryna be low key
Master, bubba, and lemon g,
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