This is a song about "Ballin and money"

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

"money and blood don't mix

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

And we're ballin' like when walter frazier fought the lakers,

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

And we gettin' money, over here,

A born starter, in the game for real

Take my bus and bust down money

Not hungry for my poetry

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Enticed on money and vices alike,