.Now how you gon' tell me, you don't love me no more?
(How you gon' tell me that?)
'Cause I'm out here getting this bread
(You hating on this paper chase)
Tryna get my Momma a crib
(Shit don't even sound right)
Tryna get up out the ghetto
Now how the hood talking 'bout they don't.
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