Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense
You're already done, i'm writing this in past tense
While a sit on the fence, hence the reason why i'm tense
Everybody coming home deserve a white benz
Working from nouns to verbs
Talking of the gods you serve
Sorry baby i don’t mean to pest-er
And there's little to be glad for
And er body else is speeding
She say she love me more than anything
I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
Cause i'm a pro with the nouns and givin actions to verbs
Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
Monday through monday we be cashing checks
Rollin dank so i dont feel tense
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