Until the day i put 100k inside her purse
The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers
It's a shameso much pressure on my brain
Thanks to me your a drug fiend and going insane
Call my rapping a drug and start damaging your brain
I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
And this baby daddy, is new to the family
Ybm and emp it's like we brothers
Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls
Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse
And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose
You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
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