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I count paper, y'all count favors\nYou know it's family over most\nI know it's family that'll snake\nLosin' sanity while I'm tryna cope\n\nEither way, it's dark, and I'm all alone\nAll my sunny days died with my bros\nNiggas lie on name to stay afloat\nAnd it's too many Fredos, and it's not enough boats","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.63] Money trees grew from the root of evil\n[00:12.44] Look, money trees grew from the root of evil\n[00:14.54] Makin' peace with who I gave my seed to\n[00:18.22] I don't like it, but she gotta do what she do\n[00:20.87] Fuck, hunger strikes, I ain't feedin' egos, look\n[00:24.08] God got me, so what could stop me?\n[00:26.70] Maybe a white wife and the paparazzi\n[00:28.84] Look, she was light skin and I ju' liked her\n[00:32.31] But them online comments made a toxic environment, look\n[00:35.67] E'ry since then, I been on my own\n[00:38.36] Mama said I really need a wife, though\n[00:41.37] First hit, I was weatherin' storms\n[00:44.37] My second wind, I'm finna be a cyclone, ay\n[00:47.53] A lotta fakin', a lotta bitin', uh\n[00:50.40] A lotta gatekeepers be entitled, uh\n[00:53.13] I'm out the way, I'm just bein' quiet\n[00:55.50] But too many Fredo niggas thinkin' they\n[01:11.52] Money trees got me under the shade\n[01:13.33] Name ring, fuck a fuckin' bouquet\n[01:16.54] Went to war, came back and shit has changed\n[01:19.14] I'm afraid this how villains is made\n[01:21.91] I'm surveyin' the salutations\n[01:25.06] I'm surfin' through it, don't care who wavy\n[01:28.38] This rich and famous shit ain't sustainable\n[01:31.06] Know that Doug Davis, my Tommy Hagen\n[01:33.29] What? 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