Plenty

Plenty done like to hurry

But plenty's got lots of plans

Plenty's got lots of worries

On his hands

Plenty don't like to call nobody

But plenty's got lots of friends

Plenty's got lots of credit cards

That he spends

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If it's all you got the more

You need the wannabe's

Said you called the shots and

All your ways are gold

Seems the more you got the more

You lose humanity

Where's your sanity is it gone?

Plenty sure

Likes to count it y'all

But plenty don't like to lend

Plenty don't like

No violence nah

He pretends Plenty

Ain't like romantic nah

But plenty's got lots of friends

But plenty ain't gone to miss

You gone that just evident

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Violence makes the graves

Get bigger so you say

That which makes men cold

And bitter you'll understand

Some day

(Chorus)