And losin all his money
There is no rapper who can diss me
God mc oh my god you gotta see
Filled with larceny, who want parts of me?
Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns
Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance
Women who killed who her daughter and said "wasn't me"
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
Took my heart away from money
Who the fuck think they can stop me.
Who the fuck think they can stop me.
I’m a hustla, baby
Who's got drugs tell me who knows?
Big money, i’m talking bad hoes
All who bought tickets is with me,
Bait baby, wait baby
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