Like money, cash, and shit all was real
But ain't gonna be no stress in here
This is what i want from my raps and what it's all about
Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count
Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close
They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,
Blow up on this society
I heard that time is money
Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row
All i see is green, cash signs i mean. weed to though cant forgot about the kush bro.
Head is about u my heart is calling your name,
He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame
Took me mighty long to get here
Like money, cash, and shit all was real
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