Money come and money go still money problems addin up
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed
They gon keep on watching, give em something to see
Pussy, money weed is the current policy
And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,
Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed
Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve
All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/
And really don't matter unless y'all coming with
1 for the money, 2 for the bitches
Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need
Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through
Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you
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