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It do not matter
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster

Money so old that its spoiled
My lil' bitch so spoiled
I rub her down in oil
I got money now you know it
Diamonds on my teeth
Your shit look like foil
Chris Brown said these hoes ain't loyal
None of these hoes got no morals
All my niggas G'ed up
My glasses be Dita
Never thought it would be days I could kick my feet up
Never thought that she would need me that much if I leave her

It do not matter
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster

All it is is faction, no time for acting, all this money lasting
Like go out to eat, get that blackened salmon
When I'm with my girl we're Pharrell and Vashtie
Damn it we are not lasting
In that pussy you know I like it rough, then I'm just blasting
Tell that lil bitch that I'm really from Mars, bitch do not start
Pull up my car automatic, dealt with a star

It do not matter
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smoking that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster.

I don't know why I was back singing at her grave four years later, but it was like I had to catch her up on things.

"So yeah that's the song that blew up."

"I know you probably up in heaven hitting our Lil dance ya know what I'm saying." I say chuckling with tears down my face as I hit my shoulder roll.

"Lissa I miss you so damn much, but I know you want me to forget you and that's the thing I'm probably never going too."

I felt the hairs on my back stand up but I don't care. I trace my fingers over her tombstone.

"You would've been 22 today mamas."

That's crazy how she died on her fucking birthday. Aaron got off ready, he was in jail but only for 5 to 15 years depending on his behavior.

It's funny how if you have a mental illness you can get off easy for yo crimes.

I was going to murder that nigga if I ever saw him again.

"I got one more song song for you then I have to go cause I have to get back to Atlanta baby."

I say staring at her tombstone tracing her name.

Melissa Aliyah Stanford.

"I remember saying if we had a daughter we was gonna name her Aliyah."

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