Hot like the lines above!
But this money still got us phucked up.... Like
snow lines,
with white lines,
it's all the same,
if you don't believe me ask rick james ,
Bytch!
I know the deal,
I'll never quit, makin money
SHIIT,
if money died,
I'll still have plastic,
Thats money gone,
I might have to use the plastic,
The one that dosent slide but goes click,
i'm too quick, i fold em quick,
ligit and hella down, for some profit,
By any means possible...
So don't try to X this VET
I'm boss'n it up, hit'n the set
money spent off a high,
gets me a check,
when my hand looks like shit,
I'm folding the deck....
I can't be put in a bowl
waiting for a govenment check,
You read what KB said, The money got us HEX...
For a quick fix, not me bytch!
i got the touch of a money maker,
and I'm a little touch in the head,
when I'm bout that money make-in
so bad it got me seeing vision like..
being dead in the sands of iraq
Lying there listen to a flaming oil BUSH
selling false prophets of what money took,
making money off black profit- that gush,
but I'm the crook!
For being on the block, on the grind
maken up money government took,
out my nine to five....
I rather die than believe in a lie!