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Yeah, why they hate on a young nigga motive?
Tryna live me a fast life
Haters be miserable, won't get no motion
They just hate from the sidelines
Niggas be broke, why they hate getting money?
I'm just worried about paper, F*ck all that other shit, lame
Pretty lil' hoe, but I give her a week
Calling my phone and I'm watching it beep
Calling my phone and I'm watching it ring
She in love, she might turn to a fiend
Foot on the pedal, we scur out the scene
I love my choppa call him NLE
He want a song, better pay me a fee
Talkin' hot yea we makin' him bleed
Talk onna net, he get popped like a zit
That nigga broke and that nigga a bitch
I hurt his feelings, he throwin' a fit
Give him a tissue, he cry like a kid
How many minutes it took me to f*ck up this beat? boy I need me a bankroll
How many numbers it took me to cut off this bitch? boy I need me like 8 phones
I may not date her
Call me a A-hole
Tired of the same hoes (same hoes)
I may not date her
Call me a A-hole
Loving the same hoe
Yeah, why they hate on a young nigga motive?
Tryna live me a fast life
Haters be miserable, won't get no motion
They just hate from the sidelines
Niggas be broke, why they hate getting money?
I'm just worried about paper, F*ck all that other shit, lame
Pretty lil' hoe, but I give her a week
Calling my phone and I'm watching it beep
Calling my phone and I'm watching it ring
She in love, she might turn to a fiend
Foot on the pedal, we scur out the scene
I love my choppa call him NLE
He want a song, better pay me a fee
Talkin' hot yea we makin' him bleed