Hip-Hop "Cyborg"

stuck on my bucks shit,I can't even fuction,I make love to the money,like it's my women, I'm a number one stunnen, I like nothing but cashmoney, I'm getting paid from fall to the summer, cause when I ball likes it's nothen,everybody think I'm frontin,but I an't feeding nothen, so u an't getting nothen from me,and if you run up on me,I got whole click hommie's, putting up with the youngen, cause feed alot of hundred's, an't none of my peole hungry, unless thet was being foney, talking like I an't roman, just to see the hundreds, alot nigga's try clone me, but they an't are hommies, they an't no rowdys,fuck with ya boy we rollers,fuck boy's we a smoke em,I got to sleep with toaster,and wake with bread folders, my cup is over flowen, I'm over rain, I'm snowen, I'm wolverine,fucking storm,then a malcom x born,