[Intro]
Montage
[Verse 1]
For the love of money, for the sake of dollars
Stop playing with bitches, stop hating my father
Start loving my life, I've been learning from wrongs
Open up a bit more, start releasing these songs
No verse about my watch, I'll save that for later
Why shine anymore, already got haters
Still wear my old sneaks', they symbolize a lot
A walk to get here, why I ain't never stop
I caught a couple cases, almost got shot
My daughter born, I was gone
She ain't have a pops
We was sellin' drugs for a reason
Gettin' O's from Ohio, that was love out in Cleveland
Just tryna' eat, few mouths to feed
Your verses couches and I'm Rick James
You know the couch is me
Fucking a new bitch, she a foreigner
Every time I hit, it be a murder, slaughterer
Killed it on Cam, extra while, I recorded her
The shit just felt weird when she said she a foreigner
Already close to death, so I'm 'pose to stroke it next
Montage
[Verse 1]
For the love of money, for the sake of dollars
Stop playing with bitches, stop hating my father
Start loving my life, I've been learning from wrongs
Open up a bit more, start releasing these songs
No verse about my watch, I'll save that for later
Why shine anymore, already got haters
Still wear my old sneaks', they symbolize a lot
A walk to get here, why I ain't never stop
I caught a couple cases, almost got shot
My daughter born, I was gone
She ain't have a pops
We was sellin' drugs for a reason
Gettin' O's from Ohio, that was love out in Cleveland
Just tryna' eat, few mouths to feed
Your verses couches and I'm Rick James
You know the couch is me
Fucking a new bitch, she a foreigner
Every time I hit, it be a murder, slaughterer
Killed it on Cam, extra while, I recorded her
The shit just felt weird when she said she a foreigner
Already close to death, so I'm 'pose to stroke it next
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