Y'all hit the pen but y'all talk about crack and the money,
I think you need the streets to succeed the industry
And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him
For the money and power they've been concealin'
Bitches love money and i got a lot of money
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
The youngest of my mother kids
"money and blood don't mix
I got money mind and money on my wrist
I decided my pride is just why i resist
I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass
A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class
And cash money supermarket like seth,
Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
Hard to move on when you always regret one
With plenty of money and women
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