Sharlene

(La Musica de Harry Fraud) (Huh) , soon as I realized what big money was, I made plans to chase it Counting up in my Grandma's basement, shrink wrapping paper in plastic Like its a lamination Grants, franklins, we don't use the Andrew faces The big bills laying the safest, you don't understand the feel when a couple hundred grand is wasted Or you mans is hating And when there's bad blood from your right hand, the next step is amputation Huh, could care less how a hater feel, I suggest he hang himself with his favorite belt I pray for health, and state of self Lonely, cause ulterior motives made us afraid of health You can't be selfish when creating wealth, now let the children exit the burning building before you save yourself You'll never know how the pain is dealt Lost my Mom February 10th, but my daughter was born April 12th I had took the loss, then I had a gain, mom left, daughter came So I let my child have her name Listen, learn a lesson from someone else's pain You see the answers are interesting, and self explained My nigga, ain't nobody else to blame, for all my heartaches and losses Sometimes I find myself ashamed Huh, this shit is a selfish game I lost a loved one, and money on a drug run, it felt the same Trust