When the days slip / kids will look back on the time they had wasted
And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit
Getting to the money
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face
I left the pages blank for all the thankless wasted days,
No cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That i have all the money
Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money
Blow up on this society
I left the pages blank for all the thankless wasted days,
And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face
Hide money in the nintendo
I'mma do this fast or slow
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
I've never been about the money, i'm never about the money
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