Pussy, money weed is the current policy
Must be something you want me to see
I wonder why we take from our women
Started from the bottom, look what i become
Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes
I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..
So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat
I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
Or that you could ever see me and you in another light
Starting to, contemplate #suicide when taken away from the #pipe,
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