Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash
Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,
Now, if you was the last man walking on earth
The ones talkin bout sex, money, && wrappers
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks
Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness
Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love
I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow
You think life's nice and make money at home sipping coke no
Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..
See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
No money, power, or drugs,
Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine
D.c. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine
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