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Ayo, she like me 'cause I'm a real nigga, breadwinner Don't share with her, I ain't never been a caregiver I tear leathers with a [?] trigger The scope? Focus on this fame Bitch, I'm trying to get a clear picture Was there with ya, I [?] with ya With one hand, put the right to your head Just like a pair of clippers I walk in the room and hear whispers Car so clean, when I drive this bitch I like to wear slippers I gave life to your chubby dog, she bring me quarters She showed me she loved me by sending money orders Now our relationship, muddy waters I like this, if I treat her like shit, she gon' love me harder I'm on a different level than her That's probably why I had an incredible run My ex bitch call me, said she was done Two years later, she's pregnant by a regular bum Always knew cheddar would come Like two minus three, bitch You was the negative one Not to add to the fact, I went back in the trap With a mac on my leg, getting [?] in the slums Nigga, this crack shit made us survivors They gave us projects, that just made us able and wiser When the work came, man, we ain't wait for the driver SongtexteSend a box to your house like a cable provider Made an honour, drove to San Diego for dollars No five-star hotels, we stayed at [?] You can aim for the top, or wait at the bottom Either way, you're gotta play it, money for the problems Trust! Aus Songtexte Mania