I CRY FOR MY MONEY I DIE FOR MY MONEY I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT MY MONEY I CAN'T EAT, SLEEP, OR HAVE A PLACE TO LIVE WITHOUT MY MONEY I WORK HARD FOR MY MONEY NOT STILL MY MONEY OR LIE FOR MY MONEY BUT I WILL DIE & CRY IF AIN'T GOT MY MONEY PEOPLE THINK I'M CRAZY BUT THEY DO THE SAME THING TO GET THERE MONEY SO DON'T JUDGE ME CUZZ I SAY I LOVE MY MONEY JUDGE ME WHEN YOU KNOW ME
Reason for writing:
I LOVE MY MONEY AND THE LAST MONEY POEM I WROTE SOMEBODY TRIED TO HATE ON IT AND IF YOU WERE THE ONE DON'T HATE ON ME CUZZ I'M REAL BOUT MY FEELS BOUT MY MOONEY ALSO FUCK YOU
Birth sign: Scorpio
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