And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that
But the money don’t stack, man money overlap
A man drove through the streets 3 oclock at night
Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight
I went from having a 2bit, 3 man crew,
Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue
I don't want no fucking crown
Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down
My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet
Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed
Dc's here, this is where crack lives
3 homies chilling making classics
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