Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt
Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
We grew up in poverty, y'all wonder why we talk money,
Wondering why people talk so much "i" instead of we.
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
I promise i'mma call you back
Why yap about money, and all that
If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see
That's why i'm after this money
Hold on you can see my vision
And they only talk about women
I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most
They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,
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