When i talk about money all you see is the struggle
His best friend reminded him that this was illegal,
I'm on deck i'm up next
All the girls wanna have sex
Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread
Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,
Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking
Don't want anything illegal, 'less it's a sure thing
11.1.11 is when it all makes sense
And we havin' rough sex
This type of livin, should be illegal
This is the root of all evil
Looking at the streets seeing everyone illegal
Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal
Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal
Rather die making money than live poor and legal
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