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Got me married to the money and I'll never get divorced
Got me feeling like the source, cause the flow is never forced
I've been hardened by resilience, you can tell I'm from New York
Feel the presence of the Lord when I let it run its course
Got me starving for the greatness, always hungrier for more (hustle)
Cause they could never stop me from the paper or the porche
Now I'm feelin kinda godly, these demons I extort
Put my passion in the music cause I'm doaper than the core (I said it)
So why they keep on lying when they see me with the roar
Why they keep on fucking trying me, is you really that poor?
You live a life of cappin', This a fantasy for sure (fasho)
Now they asking for my picture when I head up to the store (whats ur IG?)
They know I'm the realest, got me ready for the war
I fucked it up with Shorty, but she know my heart is pure (ilu)
Cause now this dedication got me headed for the door
Of the lime-light riches, and I know this shit for sure
Cause I ain't staying fucking poor
And I ain't staying fucking poor
Cause I ain't staying fucking poor
And I ain't staying fucking poor
And I ain't staying fucking-