Not to mention for others in other dimensions
Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
His mama told him not to go out in the rain eya-eya o
I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow
Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion
About bullshit and the truth not sure which one to believe in
Cause now you got me hopped up on that
In my town whites not even allowed to rap
I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"
Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion
Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
The place to start is in our music, not the economy
It's stepping in the shade to not get burnt
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
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