Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind
You a family man, in a hatchback, with love at mind
I'll spend dollars on you, that's family love, im will to gamble,
With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle
Perhaps so, so love all your foes, we're family you know
A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow
Eventually leading you to depression
But little to no interest after election
Allowing me to calculate and measure the depths of my depression,
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
My rapping moves on ,from the depression
Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin
Smoking weed with depression,
Double mg not to mention
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