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you, y'all niggas better stop playin with me, y'all know ya aint bout that life, "soul tape", niiiccee, i'm callin them out, i got they phone numbers, when that money callin everything gon on hold, i'm having doubts, what they really believe, starting with these stefan urquelle, who really be steve, photoshop dont make it better, it really deceive, long hair dont care, but it really be weave, lets get back to this real shit, that life, i'm bout, anytime that i'm out, i keep ballin like there's no time out, on the kush i'm stoned out, on you haters, i zone out, y'all opinions dont make me money, so what yall thinkin dont count, i mean the nerve of these niggas giving me attitude, when i be serving these niggas, you rappers platter food, saying they overrated is a understatement, them niggas is broke, look like they under maintanence, they rapping bout mansions, but from they momma's basement, swear they in phantoms, but drive a honda station, lets get back to this real shit, stay away from that counterfeit, that fake-it till you make-it life, really dont amount to shit, talkin never bothers us, sometimes it do bore me, so if ya makin movies, hope it based on a true story, freck said "nothings worse than a rich hater", when money call, pick it up n call that bitch later,

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Artist: fabolous