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Casino Crisis
Casino Crisis
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reginald Gupton-Mckoy
Reginald Gupton-Mckoy
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Aye) it ain't really to much more talking with these ****
(Aye) yeah Casino! Oouhh, God!
(Aye)
Shit done cut me deep, the ones I helped done caught amnesia
I was breaking **** off just like a boss would do his people
If you owe me give it time I pick that tab up when I see you
I get to the point like needles
Cant be looking out for people, No
Money come and money go but some **** been broke forever
If thats yo hoe then why she broke ?
Tell me why y'all go together ?
Bam he in the feds I know he hoping he get wrote a letter
I just sent him money when he called, he said the mo the better
Mama know her son up in the streets, I know she praying for me
Best friend died wit his pops that shit been weighing on me
Think you could imagine going to a funeral seeing two different caskets
**** wouldn't know a fraction
Im sitting in the trap like paradise, i'm counting money up
Think bout how far I came and I don't owe nobody none
She ain't never ask for no money just want her body done
Mama got two kids and out of both yeah i'm the rowdy one
Im tired of spending money on these clothes and only wear it twice
I ain't got no friends but we lock in you got a friend for life
**** had the north but i'm the only one that ran it right
Foot up on they neck, dick in they mouth yeah thats the plan for life
They say what they want but they cant say I don't got revenue
Only fuck with bitches who gon do just what I tell em to like
Go ahead and mail it through
Dey aint got no motion and they jealous they gon tell on you
I only put facts up in my raps thats what i'm telling you
Hmmmm thats what i'm telling you
I only put facts up in my raps thats what i'm telling you
Yall **** done showed me yall hand
Written by: Reginald Gupton-Mckoy
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