Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
Lots of drugs and boos in his cup
Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub
No money, power, or drugs,
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,
Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine
I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine
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