You what in on that track like nigga who you know
My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow
Cuz you that bitch nigga so fuck what you say.
I need money in a major way
I stick in yo mom's gut, next nigga likes what the fuck!
Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
Coins flyin out my pockets my nigga thats what i loose
Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose
To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man
I've seen what it does to a nigga without his own plan,
What influence as nigga money or fame
Then we cut, look how she say my name
Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you
That nigga that feed you you better watch watch what he do
Callin' her up on the phone, quarter-dime telly nigga,
And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era
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