Don't Care from Annihilation by K. G. Robins

Handshakes earn entry
Knock patterns, trick or treat?
Money moves get pretty pussies soaking
Shout-out the venue, but we snuck a gun in

The money is getting to my head, baby
The gang my niggas in is tax-exempt
Girls who say they love me only love the alias
I'm a hood-rich nigga, so what?

Niggas know I'm not the one
Fee-Fi-Fo and then some
Only counterfeit is where I draw the line
I ain't ever had a credit card decline

I ain't ever had a check bounce back
I ain't ever let a nigga talk back
Too many of these bitches aren't going to ever earn my love
I'm a hood-rich nigga, so what?

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