Fortune

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
What would you do for the fortune?
What would you do for the fame?
What would you do for the money?
What would you do for the pain?
What would you do for the fortune?
What would you do for the fame?
What would you do for the money?
What would you do for the pain?

[Verse 1: MPA Wicced]
[?] top shotta
[?] top model, [?] helicopter
We in Atlanta [?]
Heart and soul, put on a Chinchilla
These niggas and these bitches ask what's realer
I'm just triller my nigga, I'm an iller lil nigga
I kill me a nigga, [?] fresh killer
She ask me [?]

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
What would you do for the fortune?
What would you do for the fame?
What would you do for the money?
What would you do for the pain?
What would you do for the fortune?
What would you do for the fame?
What would you do for the money?
What would you do for the pain?

[Verse 2: Jose Guapo]
Get that dirt up off my shoulder
Got that dirt up off my shoulder, there's that dirt up off my shoulder
Now we pulling up in Rovers, we pulling up with showfers
Bitches tryna sport us, know we can't aford it
I sware this shit get crazy, what they do for fortune
These bitches go crazy, having abortions
[?] nigga switch up on you
I'm just here puffing on my Marijuana
Promethozine in this bitch, Lean in this bitch
[?]

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
What would you do for the fortune?
What would you do for the fame?
What would you do for the money?
What would you do for the pain?
What would you do for the fortune?
What would you do for the fame?
What would you do for the money?
What would you do for the pain?