Untitled Song

• Written by Anonymous

toppin off, poppin off, gotta get that cash,
sick wit da flow now you have to kiss my ass,
gotta get it quick, so much money I cant quit
 
I can see inna hell, where the shadows creep
if it aint comin for me, its your soul ill eat
knowing your death is something you cant cheat
But hey yo look, money from across the street

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