‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing
Well go and get that money, i'll be right here chilling.
Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold
Turn money into diamonds and gold
Two times, cause a youngin ain't died
Enticed on money and vices alike,
You rap about selling weed and money schemes
You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams
Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like
Get money like trump and rappas alike
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
Don't mess with the big boys, you nothing less than pig toys
First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys
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