Takg there money, there getting dryer,im not a drug dealer i dont do deals
My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
Outstanding clout, what up greg street
I can't eat, i can't sleep
See, not only am i colder, i'm also getting warmer
Fuck rap, i'll be a landlord so i can rape the tenants daughter
Me and my peeps often meet
Or count sheep while you sleep
Not about getting high, there is more to life
And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live
See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll
Niggas getting shot just for bounty, not the toilet roll.
So if it comes down, may the best man win
You not getting famous like macaulay culkin
But you ain't getting nothing, if you not prepared to take it
And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit
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