Untitled Song
• Written by Anonymous
Young nigga chasin couple millions
They saying im hot money flying through
The ceiling
But remember when they told me
Ill be dead or in prison
They told me ill be dead or in prison
(Hook)
I use to fight at skoo
Over some dumb shit
Used to always
Skip school I was dumb kid
Young and foollish,
mind on some other shit
Streets controlling my mind
im out here taking niggas shit
growing up wanting to be like them older guys
slanging and smoking weed
hope I make it out alive
money the motto so you know how we gonna ride
stunt on every nigga that said I wouldn't it out alive
yea,
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