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Man this easy money not making it work, living that precious life is either gone get me killed or maybe worst
Who could even predict what I’m about to do inside her purse, leave her empty handed or maybe do a pushover body search
I tell you, this life that I got continues to be a curse, and what hurts the most is that my momma just restarted her church
She praying to god, she hoping for the better, and all I’m doing is counting this endless can’t believe its cheddar 
Counting this money ain’t never been a problem for me, it’s what happen afterwards causes me to hit the bottom of the sea
But nobody is seeing me, nobody can see me clearly, man I’m over the radar being high is a definite reason why the feds always show envy
The point that I’m making for people losing their heads, literally your time is up so it’s best to turn them corners removing your legs
Cause once you get found moving them bricks, partner of mine’s trigger finger might catch the clip with an itch
So don’t be a b**** and don’t be a hero, leave now before them tracking numbers turn from a ten to a zero
Higher grammar which you need to know on a regular basis will leave you hanging dry, if you managed to become the bastard who’s racist
After that last sale before the end of the night, the dope game still calling you while you get high as kite