Hey do you ever think
About. Gettin more money
More dough
Hey
I really wouldn't trust her
But. It's your bae
Your hoe

Hey
Do you think of
More money
More dough
What's your mission
More honeys
More clothes



Taking the wheels

Let me drive

Falling got too many pride

Looking up
Open my eyes

Came from a block
Everyone dying
Too pop

Acting like pac

But this ain't 90s
I tell your girl find
Getting more
Money
More dough


This here for my love ones
Any minute we can all be a goner
Spaceship see it broad day
In California
Every body want
Get million fucking dollars
But million fucking dollars
Ain't ebough for a scholar
Black man
Man can't get job
White collar
White man
Can't get along
Why bother
Skin tone
This
Skin tone
That
Bitch hold
Dick
And hold sack
You told this
Now we scrap

Came from a dark place
Where the guns going
Here
Yeah the slums
Very dark here
Lions and wolf
Some shark here
Fly women walk round with long hair
Bad bitches
Walking in salons here
Kick n***as in the face
Like
Solonge here
Imma ball on nuggas
Like salonge here