That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama
Washington, d.c to los angeles, ca
Amen, they say you only live once
The money trees, triple beam, the dreams of jugs,
Killing these niggas off quick
Remember my guns like a mic,
Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.
Competition on the court
Money, drugs, and power rule the world,
Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst
We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots
With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars
Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through
True, this diss rips through any crew, like fifty guns hit you
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