The feds slower than a can pouring
Your mom walks in and says good morning
So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat
Can't go to her family, they won't let her stayno money no babysitter, she couldn't keep a job
Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way
She walks past every damn day,i sit in my room and i just play,
Posters on the wall, posted on my balls
Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks
She walks with the fox saying ting ting, tang tang
Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man
I think you need the streets to succeed the industry
This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,
Im in it for the money
Chillin' with homies and family
He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,
As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream
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