Stack up your funds like a million bucks
No money, power, or drugs,
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
Call me up late while im on drugs
Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section
Or stock dealin' there's no excuse for the preenin'
Probly from selling or doing drugs
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
Amen, they say you only live once
You better call cops,coz this drugs
Dealin' with it 1.3 miles wide and goin 17 miles long?
But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean
It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little
Dealin with fright in a bright light like i'm nocturnal,
And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid
My hearts aboutta break, from dealin with all this motherfuckin hate
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