Tekst piosenki
[Produced by Oscar Mikael & TLyfe]
[Verse 1]
Who got the keef, for some reason I rely on it
What a relief, my nigga said he got five on it
I own it, but niggas gotta trade
I don’t gotta fuckin’ job but i gotta get paid
So I hustle on my own and roam with this aroma
The scent of marijuana, fuck a school diploma
Fuck a school diploma, kus I can’t even pass
Even when I bother showin’ up I’m disturbin’ the class
You might say that I have no future ahead of me
Kiss my ass nigga your girl is givin’ head to me
Fuck a future nigga I only want the recipe
Want the cash, want the weed, and your bitch next to me
I cum fast when I see your bitch is sextin’ me
Naked pictures of her standin’ next to the dresser see?
Fuck a, G-E-D, I want
Money, bitches, weed, I want
[Hook]
MONEY,BITCHES,WEED x 3
[Verse 2]
When I wake up first thing I see
Bitches sound asleep
Got my pound of weed
Fuck a GED
The recipe, is controllin’ my life
Bitch I know it’s wrong, and I wanna do right
But I’m drownin’ in pleasure, pressure, and tests
Ever since my daddy had left
My mom kept expecting the best from me
And it’s causin’ me stress
When I’m smokin’ it it’s the bless
Kus it makes me forget my troubles, my struggles, and my regrets
With every peak of a breast
I cheated on every test, and still failed
Stress keeps on makin’ hard to breathe so I inhale
I want to predict a glimpse of my future but sadly I am afraid to
Money, bitches, and weed, it’s somethin’ I’m a slave to
[Hook]
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