Sharlene

(La Musica de Harry Fraud)

(Huh) , soon as I realized what big money was, I made plans to chase it
Counting up in my Grandma's basement, shrink wrapping paper in plastic
Like its a lamination
Grants, franklins, we don't use the Andrew faces
The big bills laying the safest, you don't understand the feel when a couple hundred grand is wasted
Or you mans is hating
And when there's bad blood from your right hand, the next step is amputation
Huh, could care less how a hater feel, I suggest he hang himself with his favorite belt
I pray for health, and state of self
Lonely, cause ulterior motives made us afraid of health
You can't be selfish when creating wealth, now let the children exit the burning building before you save yourself
You'll never know how the pain is dealt
Lost my Mom February 10th, but my daughter was born April 12th
I had took the loss, then I had a gain, mom left, daughter came
So I let my child have her name
Listen, learn a lesson from someone else's pain
You see the answers are interesting, and self explained
My nigga, ain't nobody else to blame, for all my heartaches and losses
Sometimes I find myself ashamed
Huh, this shit is a selfish game
I lost a loved one, and money on a drug run, it felt the same
Trust