Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
But i told them every single day that i'd amount to something
But the fucking bank account, any any any amount
Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound
Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only
But no amount could amount to a rap that could damage me
I hope to live in a big house with a huge amount of space/
Cause everybody else did it i had to save face
Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him
The amount of temptation surrounds me in isolation
But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck
Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.
I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle
Higher than the amount of confessions in a confessional
See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra
Trying to be the richest i can amount ya
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