Say goodbye to my gpa, but still i got time so i can't quit/
Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,
'cause it was an admired service-man
Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/
The mask is on 'em like a catholic service
I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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