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He thought the money make you happy, it don't make you make you different I start to see that shit myself when I got a couple million Crawled through the mud, I can't lie, I seen too much Real steppers outside, they'll squeeze and bust I told my brother have some patience and your day'll come Now he sittin' in the county jail and he ain't got no bond You can't walk inside my shoes like a sneaker tongue I overcome obstacles and they still come I was tryna make a way out, like it was my first day out Remember my first day out, now I got M's in account I eat that pussy like steak, she eat my dick like a crepe I got some niggas in the South, I sip on purple like grape These streets by my side, you don't want war with us I felt so stuck in my life I had to pour me a cup If I hurt your feelings, I'm sorry, I don't apologize My penthouse got a bird's view through God's eyes I got gang gang (Gang gang), I got mob ties (Mob ties) I got Porsche, with the frog eyes Got a hand-crafted JJ with a Palm Pilot All this money on my mind, I talk to God about it, yeah, yeah I gotta grab dough (Grab dough) Brand new white-white Rolls Royce and that bitch match her toes (Yeah, yeah) I was out flockin', I ain't have a choice, I ain't even had no clothes I put my wrist inside the freezer, watch the Patek froze Letras de cancionesThink about the time, man, we was ten We was hoppin' fences I was stayin' inside the church I keep a strap for you and you, I know the opps intentions Back in Genesis I was O.T. with the coco She got a bangin' body, booty like a roller coaster These streets by my side, you don't want war with us I felt so stuck in my life I had to pour me a cup If I hurt your feelings, I'm sorry, I don't apologize My penthouse got a bird's view through God's eyes I got gang gang (Gang gang), I got mob ties (Mob ties) I got Porsche, with the frog eyes Got a hand-crafted JJ with a Palm Pilot All this money on my mind, I talk to God about it, yeah, yeah From Letras Mania