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(KimJ ballin' on these hoes, hah) Fake ass world, fake ass niggas, fake ass bitches Fuck all you motherfuckers Look, uh World we live in I swear I used to have a heart, it went ghost on me I put my trust in a nigga and he stole from me I said I can’t let no nigga take my soul from me All I need is money, I don't need no woman, yeah You can't save everybody you gotta pick and choose My daddy always tell me not to be a fool My auntie died when she was young, it left me critical Muffin died when she was young, it left mе miserable Was a free agent, now I ball crazy Big cuban link, bustdown bracеlets Maybe we could fuck, but that’s all baby Married to the money, bitch, I'm taken Look, you only got one time to slip up You only get one shot, nigga, what you miss for? Nigga making diss songs we out here hitting their shit up That money got too heavy so I started doing sit-ups Look, if it ain't about a bag I probably won't pick up Talkin' bout a bitch I probably had, I could give two fucks She say she tryna be boo'd up, fuck her then I boot her Pockets on Buddha, holy hallelujah SongtexteLook, rollin' like a scooter, gotta free my main man Shawty was a shooter Two hundred thousand on the airplane I probably should've flew her, private How the hell you made it out the zoo? Grindin’ 6 AM and a nigga in the booth I ain’t got love for no buster ass nigga like you I show love to all my thugs, I salute all my troops Aye if you thug how we thug then I know what you been through Long Live Nut, Free Ju Stiff on a regular bitch These Hermes seats, this ain't no regular shit A number two on a jet, this ain’t no regular shit Like number two on a jet, these ain't no regular kicks Stiff on a regular bitch These Hermes seats, this ain't no regular shit A number two on a jet, this ain't no regular shit Like number two on a jet, these ain’t no regular kicks Aus Songtexte Mania