Boy im feelin zealous, so precious b jealous
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line
Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time
Don't submit to all the hate they bring you, men just get jealous,
Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus
You the party baby i'm just the guest list
Just re upped now the refer reappeared
You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,
And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby
When i spit you know your jealous of the skill that i possess/
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play
Its totally up you but will you please re survey
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