I move aim, hit 'em and final flip
Music is money, money isn't music
Take advice keep it clean don't complain
You can't erase these words from your brain
These crazy ass thoughts going through my brain
But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game
She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
And starts to illuminate my brain
Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane
But they're filling up your brain,money let lil wayne go insane
Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came
Tarantula adding poison to your brain
Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain
I'll never call you bitch again
Im gonna stay on your brain
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