At the top

don't meet me at the bottom meet me at the top money from right money from the left yeah am a son of god i can not sell my soul yeah sell my soul yeah sell my soul shara to my mom shara to my dad yeah anytime that am sad they always be there for me shara to my bab shara to my friends yeah I'm every night we have more fun should l show you how we do it Hundred million dollars in my bank account big dog police dog in my yard many friends many fans many followers so many things in my mind i don't wanna talk about come to my territory their will show you how i do my thing Am always on my line I don't overtake come to my place everyday is like an holiday we got no time we focus on the money that we calculate I foule but i rised up For my wealthy I think God All my pain all my sorrow is bye gone to tell me why won't i thank GOD what your password for login I give you mathe you solved it I drop a trap you clapping right now am starving