Bitch, what you say hoe
I don't love your dog ass bitch
I never had love for a bitch, I'm about my money
Even if they murder me, I ain't going nowhere
Turn up the volume to the radio, I'll be right there
And I never had love for a nigga, I'm about my money
I'm a million dollar mack, that's how I carry myself
And can't no woman have my heart, cause I'm gon' marry myself
My first diss song that, yeah that use to be me
Every Sunday morning, and every Wednesday night I would be
At Crestmont Church of Christ, just my daddy and me
But I know he didn't love me, because I was raised by the streets
Never took the time to teach me, bout the birds and the bees
Don't even know if he was proud of me, for making A's and B's
West Fewquay and Ridgevan, made me a man
Took my first onion rocked it up, and I made me a grand
Seventeen years ago is just like yesterday, I remember it well
Young nigga going to school, working hustling
And living on the street, I was going through hell
And I've got no regrets, but I'm not finished yet
I know I've come along way, but it's so far to go
And since, ain't none of y'all motherfuckers helped Z-Ro
I never had love for a bitch, I'm about my money
Even if they murder me, I ain't going nowhere
Turn up the volume to the radio, I'll be right there
And I never had love for a nigga, I'm about my money
I'm a million dollar mack, that's how I carry myself
And can't no woman have my heart, cause I'm gon' marry myself
I don't love your dog ass bitch
I never had love for a bitch, I'm about my money
Even if they murder me, I ain't going nowhere
Turn up the volume to the radio, I'll be right there
And I never had love for a nigga, I'm about my money
I'm a million dollar mack, that's how I carry myself
And can't no woman have my heart, cause I'm gon' marry myself
My first diss song that, yeah that use to be me
Every Sunday morning, and every Wednesday night I would be
At Crestmont Church of Christ, just my daddy and me
But I know he didn't love me, because I was raised by the streets
Never took the time to teach me, bout the birds and the bees
Don't even know if he was proud of me, for making A's and B's
West Fewquay and Ridgevan, made me a man
Took my first onion rocked it up, and I made me a grand
Seventeen years ago is just like yesterday, I remember it well
Young nigga going to school, working hustling
And living on the street, I was going through hell
And I've got no regrets, but I'm not finished yet
I know I've come along way, but it's so far to go
And since, ain't none of y'all motherfuckers helped Z-Ro
I never had love for a bitch, I'm about my money
Even if they murder me, I ain't going nowhere
Turn up the volume to the radio, I'll be right there
And I never had love for a nigga, I'm about my money
I'm a million dollar mack, that's how I carry myself
And can't no woman have my heart, cause I'm gon' marry myself
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