While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt
Can't forget the amount of words, flipping heck it's just absurd
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around
Mother could care less , i never could amount to shit,
Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot
I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/
Cause everybody else did it i had to save face
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Even if the amount of money is so small
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Rationing the amount of trust i put into people
The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city
But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me
But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something
All because she said no to homecoming, demons running
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