And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses
My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
Through drugs and friends, i was in misery
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck
European model white bitch is eating donuts
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy
Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
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