And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
And fake friends need some therapy.
If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see
Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista
Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga
Abandoned by all my friends, labelled by my school,
Your home girl you went to school with? that's cool
Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans
Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs
Ur love was always fake
We both had dreams of being great
You fake like money your a counterfeit
Tyler the creator invented some new shit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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