Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
Fame is all I taste
And pussy on my way
I break you, you is waste
And waste, It drives me craze
A bitch, I do not date
We walk into my place
I say, you cannot stay
So f*ck up out the way
These niggas actin' lame
Don't need a friend
Cause I obtained
Just everything
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
I don't need a coffin
Got a lot of different, options
Auction off my haters
To my killers
Leave me dead, and rotten
Feel my enemies is plotting
Watching what I do, Is hauntin'
Caution, If you meet me
Causing, death to you
In your apartment, dawg
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
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Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
Fame is all I taste
And pussy on my way
I break you, you is waste
And waste, It drives me craze
A bitch, I do not date
We walk into my place
I say, you cannot stay
So f*ck up out the way
These niggas actin' lame
Don't need a friend
Cause I obtained
Just everything
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
I don't need a coffin
Got a lot of different, options
Auction off my haters
To my killers
Leave me dead, and rotten
Feel my enemies is plotting
Watching what I do, Is hauntin'
Caution, If you meet me
Causing, death to you
In your apartment, dawg
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
Fame is all I taste
And pussy on my way
I break you, you is waste
And waste, It drives me craze
A bitch, I do not date
We walk into my place
I say, you cannot stay
So f*ck up out the way
These niggas actin' lame
Don't need a friend
Cause I obtained
Just everything
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
I don't need a coffin
Got a lot of different, options
Auction off my haters
To my killers
Leave me dead, and rotten
Feel my enemies is plotting
Watching what I do, Is hauntin'
Caution, If you meet me
Causing, death to you
In your apartment, dawg
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
Only thing that make me feel good, nowadays
Is getting money
F*ckin pretty bitches in the face
Call me Sean, I've been this real before the fame
Didn't have no paper or a bitch, but nowadays
Writer: Sean Ward
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