I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates
Money and power come to us through direct sales,
Yeah i'm gon' leave with her
A country in power
Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need
And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart
Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want
You rap about selling weed and money schemes
Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams
But most times darling the sequel sucks
No money, power, or drugs,
You is not hip then i can not coach her
I am on the mic with everlasting power
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