Loveleen

Money, bitches, hoes, greed, pussy, Lord knows

Money, bitches, hoes, greed, pussy, Lord knows

Money, bitches, hoes, greed, pussy, Lord knows

Money, bitches, hoes, greed, pussy, Lord knows

Snake's up in the grass, fake Gucci on her hip

The product of a warrior, the kids ran riots

While the black kid rapped and a story of a city and the hatred

For the piggies fuels fire in their bones

Was always prone to see the spliffy (Spliffy, spliffy)

Another young boy in a grave with his picture on my shirt

Rest in peace, and may you lay (Lay)

Lay up in the heaven's sippin' Henny

Smilin' at the city and your son, he cries (Daddy, daddy)

We'll never get to see him be a king

But I promise I'll bless him with the money that I win

He's even got that same fuckin' smile

And laughs when I piss and fuckin' sing about how

He once stole a truck and got arrested in the town

To the sounds of the pigs (Get on the ground)

Ninety tow got 'em, so I'm gettin' them again

Black militant, back up on my ninety two shit

Pants saggin', niggaritus with a ninety two bitch (Bitch, bitch, bitch)

Born in '93, on edouble nine three

'93, pre-millenium a little bumblebee

See me, I mean, I was a warrior on a mission

Was running a fuckin' gunnin' and shootin' my own decisions

Black, sell a fuckin' ounce of crack

Momma said to give it back

Money of  a honey's but the dream was to fuckin' rap

Walk around the city, lookin' pretty, but we're city rats

The intuition, my tuition was the streets

Junkies suckin' glass dicks, baby's tryna eat

And then Dranal came along and sent a beat

Hip-hop fuckin' history, sippin' Guinness

This fire flamin' predicaments, snatchin' a purse to feed a habit

Drugs were prevalent

But the prevalence of heaven just a tain

On it's relevance, momma said to get 'em, so I

Money, bitches, hoes, greed, pussy, Lord knows

Money, bitches, hoes, greed, pussy, Lord knows

Money, bitches, hoes, greed, pussy, Lord knows

Money, bitches, hoes, greed, pussy, Lord knows