This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug
"money and blood don't mix
They bringing me fish and chips
Money goes away with shots from a black beretta
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die
Than your body decays and soul goes up in the sky
Like the saying goes mess with the bull and get the horns
And the headrest had to have about eight thorns
Young money like drake and nicki
Killer stay uptown, louden va tree
With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse
Second nature, a mixtape featuring theory and illusion, goes back and forth,
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