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Now how u 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 hatin 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 talkin about they don't need me no more
(What'chu want me stuck in the ghetto, listen I'm a get out)