My buzz is like cocaine
Money bring pain,money bring gain
I said i got my ass beat
Put up and smoke that weed,
Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
Pussy, money weed is the current policy
Sometimes i think, what i need
Of the coke and the smoke of weed
From the back seat, back seat
Who substituted for this weed
I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
I can always go home and look down my street
But don't like that about pipe or weed
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