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I smell like money no time for shower
Fill up the pot mix it with the powder
Break it up chop it
double the profit
We making money every single hour
Pocket it full of queens (trying) to reach my to dickkkk
Hating on a brother cah you make me sick
10 year strong
Still Reping for the bits
No comment officer
We don’t chat to no pigs
Lock me up
Throw the keys away
Me against 4 walls
This ain’t new to me
Been there
Done it
Seen it
Liked it
Lost my soul to the streets
You can ask my mother
80's baby
90's raised me
Been a little savage
Iv been baught up by demons
Trust no brother
Pray for another
Free all my dargs
(Locked up)
for no reason