Young money motherfucker we the shit
You an animal lover you fucking maggot
Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay
Then some lady named billie holiday
Ma i fucking love you
Why we gotta argue
Is that all you got for loving is ya family for fucking
Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring
But y can't you fucking see
Third ward general, young cash money
See all the fucking wrong things you did
X came through, caught lighter fluid
I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach
You fucking mutt, tell me, can a slut
But you dont fucking see
I’m a hustla, baby
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