Charles Montes

SaintStreet (20:01)

Charles Montes
SaintStreet (20:01)

83 Plays

29 Oct 2021

This crazy shit we do money made a nikka do it thiz crazy world is to deep into it cant see clearly through it at this rate seems like aint no stoping it where did our puerity go all shit there it goes Fuck money who would of thought we be smoking each other over some dead presidents on a pieze of paper if we all realy knew whats realy on that shit paper got us mean blinded minded chassing green dieying to have us in a fanacy bet now to date presidents laughing they mouth off making a living outof our catastrophacy they way i see it its all a big consperancy chassing they currency got us traped in this world having us going to war fighting they fight trying to clean us of they sight me im gonna contninue fighting my own fight making sure im spitting off all my mite got sick and tired of getting tosed left behind guess i was they step child im holding that grudge for always having to run that extra mile paid off kept my shit tight nikka watch me my smile This crazy shit we do money made a nikka do it thiz crazy world is to deep into to it cant see clearly through it at this rate seems like aint no stoping it where did our puerity go all shit there it goes.... now im chassing cathing my dreams coming true priceless cuz chassing dollas would leave you lifeless we gotta think brain storm i got these suckas now aint paying me no less cuz they owe us much more dodging they igcognito death Im knowing you nikkas paid to have have me brain dead so i gotta stay that step ahead then these stamped smoked white men thats leaving our families left for dead...... shit cant lie cant live with out them too but our knowledge is worth way more then they gold tooth sad to say but these dead fuck keeps turning our hearts and sane cold blooded too im flying high clean staying bold my pockets staying boldged easing my mind with a little bit of liquor pouring out a little for my nikkaz that aint wit us who could i trust no one my faith to God is my only must he knowing i aint kicking up no fake dust im in this for my tipe of verse on that currency plus you knowing im making this shit flass Thiz crazy shit we do money made a nikka do it this crazy world is is to deep into it cant see clearly through it at thiz rate seems like aint no stoping it where did our purity go all shit there iii goo!!!!!

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3 years ago

This crazy shit we do money made a nikka do it thiz crazy world is to deep into it cant see clearly through it at this rate seems like aint no stoping it where did our puerity go all shit there it goes Fuck money who would of thought we be smoking each other over some dead presidents on a pieze of paper if we all realy knew whats realy on that shit paper got us mean blinded minded chassing green dieying to have us in a fanacy bet now to date presidents laughing they mouth off making a living outof our catastrophacy they way i see it its all a big consperancy chassing they currency got us traped in this world having us going to war fighting they fight trying to clean us of they sight me im gonna contninue fighting my own fight making sure im spitting off all my mite got sick and tired of getting tosed left behind guess i was they step child im holding that grudge for always having to run that extra mile paid off kept my shit tight nikka watch me my smile This crazy shit we do money made a nikka do it thiz crazy world is to deep into to it cant see clearly through it at this rate seems like aint no stoping it where did our puerity go all shit there it goes.... now im chassing cathing my dreams coming true priceless cuz chassing dollas would leave you lifeless we gotta think brain storm i got these suckas now aint paying me no less cuz they owe us much more dodging they igcognito death Im knowing you nikkas paid to have have me brain dead so i gotta stay that step ahead then these stamped smoked white men thats leaving our families left for dead...... shit cant lie cant live with out them too but our knowledge is worth way more then they gold tooth sad to say but these dead fuck keeps turning our hearts and sane cold blooded too im flying high clean staying bold my pockets staying boldged easing my mind with a little bit of liquor pouring out a little for my nikkaz that aint wit us who could i trust no one my faith to God is my only must he knowing i aint kicking up no fake dust im in this for my tipe of verse on that currency plus you knowing im making this shit flass Thiz crazy shit we do money made a nikka do it this crazy world is is to deep into it cant see clearly through it at thiz rate seems like aint no stoping it where did our purity go all shit there iii goo!!!!!

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