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[Verse]

Mixtape so sour

Industry's new tower

Knew the power of love

Pseudo intellectual, still rap like a thug

Say your weed is from Cali

Say your bitch is from Maui

Say you love yourself, say the money don't drive you crazy

Kinda funny how the honey laced yo' blunts lately

Shit still ain't sweet, y'all still don't speak

But at least you got the cover of Vogue

And the white girls know yo' name

And the black girls want yo' baby

And the white girls want yo' baby

Hip-hop hypocrisy, sold in a white economy

Enchanted semantics of ghetto bibliography

Keep the images of blacks all the same

Keep the dollars in their pockets so the lyrics never change

We got money, we got diamonds

And we got money, we got housin'

Where schools cut fundin', life so funny

We got drafted and we got, we got money

We got, we got money

We got money