God mc oh my god you gotta see
Im in it for the money
But hates it when im in the streets makin some money
Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy
The money, i spent it.
Hit your block with a glock, blog that
We can make more, make babies
She spends money like it grows on trees/
First off congratulations on the win
Blunts still burning, money earning
Because there ain't no coming back from that
I attract these pussy's like cat nip,
Real light jab to opponents
And roll all my own blunts
My so called mates all turned to snakes
We ain't playing no fucking games
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