Street fameall out warfare, eye for a eyebustin on my enemies bad boy killing
So much cash, that i never look towards my past, fuck reminiscing, cuz theres nothing im missing,
As i light one for ill will
Cash money, financial
So much class, double d’s and ass
Cause the economies hungry for cash
Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass
40 on my face, getting cash
I get it, you got cash,
Your life is a product of trash
But i gather that cash like hacka shack
Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had
Let's take another trip, different continents we touching
While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running/
Cash rules the kids that can't hold their name
And my niggas all the same
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >