They had a hell of a run
You talkin bout toting that gun
We have nothing in common
I went to get the gun
Money bring pain,money bring gain
Your body's right as rain
Two reflections into one
I really wish i had my gun
It was just another party
You'd best leave, it's best, see?
Niggas wanna pick up a fuckin gun
Insubordinate for good reason
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
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