Incoharent Rantings of Insanity
Just call me Money Counter.
By Felix FosterPublished 6 years ago • 1 min read
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You think I'm I'm a lazy slob cause
You never see me hold a job
I count my money in the closet
You have already lost it
Just call me the money counter ching, ching, ching
That's how I get my bling
Let these words haunt your ears
I'll be set for years
You don't even know, you so slow
Your weak ass flow shows you a fool
I did you a favor and just took you to school
Simple elementary my friend, but the burn from my diss will never end
You can talk your fake ass shit
Act like you know me but that ain't even it
So keep on trying, I'll be flying
You won't even understand till long after I die
Now fuck that shit and let's get high.
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