Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans
Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs
Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim
I see all these rappers with the fortune and the fame
Ain't heard dc since sardines came
What these girls want is the fame
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,
Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain
Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,
No more money, no more fame
Floor seats at that wizards game
Better yet they work my every nerve
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,
You done put two of america's most wanted in the same
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