Artificial

Money, power, pussy...
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 Money, power, pussy, fame, it don't mean nothing
 Never feel an ounce of shame, it don't mean nothing
 Tell me what you came before you came to this Earth
 Tell me who you worshipped 'fore they came with the church
 I don't want no artificial
 I don't flaunt no artificial
 I don't need no articial
 I don't, flaunt no
 Artificial ends, at the age to seperate the homies from the friends
 When shit hit the fan and show you blood from the kin
 And my family always kept a tool by the lamp
 Druggies getting started, it's party 4:00 a.m.
 Everybody need me now
 Knee-high to grasshopper, but the family always looking up the hill
 Put the city on my shoulders, woah
 Put my baby on my shoulders
 Now it's an event, I can't get a break from nothing
 I might smoke a whole eighth, then mush my whole face inside some blow
 (Still I can't feel nothin')
 You know I'm gon' hurt you for you know it
 'Fore you love me you should go
 Tell me what you want from me
 Ooh, you know I'm psychic
 I don't like it when you try to hide the hoax
 'Cause we ain't got shit in common
 We ain't got shit in common, tell me why the fuck you 'round me
 I don't want no artificial
 I don't flaunt no artificial
 I don't need no articial
 I don't, flaunt no
 (Artificial ends)
 I beat the Sun in the morning
 I make you stop what you doing and turn into an employee
 He be busy with the W-9
 I ain't picky, I just know what I like
 Ain't no nigga really fuckin' with I
 Always got it in the back of my mind
 I prefer to keep them thoughts to myself
 Execution over explanation
 How can what I'm doin' help the family?
 And all the other shit is unrelated
 Ooh, okay, I like what you did there
 I might vanish then reappear
 When you cut the fugazi shit
 You really should be yourself
 I know that ain't saying much, but you don't be saying shit
 I spent my life turning pain into power
 I keep a reservation on a cloud
 Whole rotation knocking them down
 Hope gave birth to all this hype
 I just might leave this world tonight
 But for the life of me, I don't know why all these niggas around (who's you?)
 You not my partner, not my homie, not my bro (hell nah)
 Feel like you know me, yeah, I know, but, no, you don't
 Pastor knocked me out the church
 I just pray all my niggas float
 Higher voices take control
 These niggas really don't want no smoke
 I don't want no artificial
 I don't flaunt no artificial
 I don't need no articial
 I don't, flaunt no
 (Artificial ends)
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 (Artificial ends)
 I don't want no artificial
 I don't flaunt no artificial
 I don't need no artificial
 I don't, flaunt no
 (Artificial ends)
 Ugh, I don't know what this bitch want
 Hello
 (Bitch don't ask me why the fuck I'm calling you)
 Listen, listen, Tashanda
 Don't worry about who that is
 I'm at work
 Yeah, my no good ass at work
 What you say, aw I don't do no drivin' around here
 I'm getting paid bitch, I'm getting paid
 Look, you sound like a hater
 You's a hater, you's a hater
 Ain't they paying for that pussy
 Damn, I can't go pick him up right now
 I'm at work
 You out there selling pussy
 I can't call you in the middle of a nigga fucking you
 And say "Go get him", and who the f-
 Aight I'm finna go get him
 I'm finna go get him
 Fuck out my phone
 Stupid ass bitch
 Excuse me, I'm sorry baby but, do you mind?
 I know you don't give a damn, bitch we ridin'
 Let's do it
 I gotta go pick up my child