You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha
That 200 pound rottweiler that's eventually gonna catch ya.
Simply unable to afford four little pills that cost only a few dollars
We've lost so many kids to gun violence, and the facts are worse,
And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin
Whatchu hollering, gotta pay rent, bring dollars in
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
Afford to sell, we're poor as hell, spare me two dollars,
She swallowing killa cause she love the taste
Had enough dollars, was wealthy raised
And see i grew up poor, i probably didn't have two dollars,
Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors
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