That the world's in great depression
Well baby bot there ain't no question
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream
Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine
Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win
My rapping moves on ,from the depression
Smoking weed with depression,
I’m smoother than alopecia skin
Good kids make bad grown ups
No money, power, or drugs,
Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first
Money, drugs, and power rule the world,
Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.
Cause my mother let me do what i want
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