Music is money, money isn't music
Every day was a saturday, shit
Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world
The only people i loved were the first
How to get my rent money
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys
Been wishing and dreaming sitting believing that i,l come and change with my voice/
I’ll go easy at first
Look, cole world, still a cold world
I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world
But most of all mines broken first
Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut
Money come and money go still money problems addin up
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