Love turns into pain
No more money, no more fame
Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall
No phone calls no visits no contact at all
Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though
// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]
No affiliation
Go where you ain't been
Like a line full of hoes
No, no, we are not those
Had no ambitions and no drive.
Destined to win, get respect where i live
No monopoly type flow, no chance
Know it good when she go no hands
No nits to pick, no words unfit, no hairs to split
And get a hall pass for this class-act shit
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