But i dont carry guns
These chalance give me balance
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,
Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round
Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
Money, drugs, and power rule the world,
Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first
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