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(Ayy, 40, what that doin'?) Yeah Get your top peeled back, brrt Do you really have what it takes to be a millionaire My TT, she got sick on me, I told her she'll be fine I saw that cancer killing TT, I saw TT dying My TT want to see me, but my TT end up dying My [?] he was never supportive, he was mean all the time That nigga pussy, he was mad every time the family came around He beat my TT up every day, smacked her to the ground I tried to shoot him one day, but my TT got me down My TT lost her youngest son before she lost her life Her son got [?] put 'em out, that shit ain't right If you can think of a pussy nigga, he fit the description right I keep that dope in my lungs 'cause it keep my system right [?] don't look up to they uncle It's fuck my daddy, but you know I'm gon' raise hell by mama They gave us Obama, then Trump, so they gave us more drama I keep my Glock on me, it's tucked, so I call it my llama Let's talk about how pussy niggas didn't wanna see me win I signed to God, ain't got my money but I didn't leave my friends I told the Lord to forgive me for everything, I repent I killed so many niggas, I ain't lying, niggas didn't kill my friends To every nigga that did something to me, I'ma get revenge Keep a Glock on me, I'm cock homie before I walk in Letras de cancionesYou not my homie if my homie say you can't get in Niggas buyin' all these foreign cars just to gossip Truth be told, nigga You a ho, you a ho I'ma do it slow so I can do some more, and And some more, and some more Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga You a ho, you a ho I'ma do it slow so I can do some more, and And some more, and some more, truth be told, nigga [?] so much, put my son life on the line My cousin called my phone, he asked me did I have them pounds I told my cuz' I got him later, I'm babysittin' right now My cousin told me hurry up, he need them pounds right now I put on my clothes, I grab my keys, I grab my son, we leave I usually take my time, but this cousin, so I speed I told him meet me and my grandma house, he said me me I met my cousin at the gas station, it was [?] They pulled me out the car, put me on the ground, said, "You under arrest" I realized my cousin took advantage of me at my best Them crackers almost took my son from me, they had me stressed I did my time, I kept my mouth closed, I ain't tell shit I put my life on the line for to sit back in the day If you ain't my homie, you know you can't approach me 'bout no fade Keep my bolagna right on me 'case my own homie play My macaroni don't jam, ain't talking 'bout no K How you cannot compare me to Pac or or Christopher? This shit I spit, you can't see my bars, they invisible I'm living single, Mercedes Benzes, buy his and hers I kick her out, I'm in someone house when I'm missing her Don't cut me down, don't be send me down when I'm in a rush No need for speeding in traffic when you gon' catch the bus I grab my F&N out my drawers and tell me all I trust This Draco ain't gon' let me down and I put that on us Truth be told, nigga You a ho, you a ho I'ma do it slow so I can do some more, and And some more, and some more Getting money by the boatload, truth be told, nigga You a ho, you a ho I'ma do it slow so I can do some more, and And some more, and some more, truth be told, nigga From Letras Mania