Letras
Desperate times call for desperate measures in this bitch
Hit me on my line and I'll decline you pressure me I switch
To that evil side inside me rising feel it like a glitch
I'm a problem child inside my mind I'm too legit to quit
Fantasies of hittin licks
Troubled minds all in the mix
Rollin 6s fuck them 7s
I got bitches fuck a reverend
Young nigga get on my level
The angel inside the devil
The bass is beside the treble
Let's face I'm just a rebel
In a system that's auspicious to the paler pigment skin
How a nigga in this country suppose to find a way to win
We break it down then we build it up
From the ashes a phoenix come
In the form of green or powder
Cuz fast money greed empower
My pockets to make it rain
In turn she gon make it shower
Her pussy gon ease my pain
Won't end up like Richard Pryor
They say gateway drugs turn you on
To another one sooner or later
Well lets speed that process up
Need to sell some soon and get to this paper
First it was za then they slept
Cocaine that was next
8 ball corner pocket purple rain on the decks
Fame was the best cuz ya name was a flex
Fuck around meet ya doom at the hands of the crest
Top of the of the mountain top of the food, chain
Know that you got it but can't shoot, aim
America has a problem with you, man
Won't make it unless you playin the game