This song never gets old for me.
"Sitting by the window I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Yo, money over bitches, my n*ggas trust my senses
And I will take on that shit as the lord as my witness
And you all have witnessed, but I have not finished
So keep your mouth closed and let your eyes listen."
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