It's flippin' cash, green dead presidents it seems
Is prevelant to teens & men, this devilish scheme
Wipes evidence clean from the scenes of the crime
'Cause clout keeps the seconds tick present in time
Instead of 25 to life, steels bars & a wife
With a dick it gets sicker than acropobics @ heights
But we'll mutter some lies right, to discover the lime light
'Cause you know that the green shines & defines all the live types
So we find they type tight & buddy their ego
Then tighten the scope,
But before the heat blows we beat hoes,
"Keep close we can wild in a minute, 'til will find their depots just be silent my nigga"
"Look for cash, hash & where they keep coke?"
A wolf in street clothin' steady mutterin' trust
Actin' corrected when checked but always coverin' up
The plan to leave this man up under the dust
Anythin' for a franklin, it's the hustler's lust.
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