(Verse 1)
(Verse 1) I’m trapped in a cycle, money’s the motive, Chasin’ green like it’s a drug, I’m feelin’ corrosive. Got a mind full of schemes, where the shadows lurk, In a world of greed, where the hustlers work. Countin' bills, but the cost is a life, Every dollar I stack cuts sharper than a knife. Streetlights flicker, echo of a siren, Dreams turned to nightmares, can’t stop the lyin’. (Verse 2) Whispers in the alley, they talk about the game, But when the heat’s on, they don’t know your name. Money’s a magnet, pulls you to the edge, One wrong move, you’re teetering on a ledge. Eyes on the prize, but the prize comes with death, Breathe in the chaos, it’s a thief of your breath. In this life of crime, I’m a soldier in the dirt, Stackin’ paper, but the truth is it hurts.
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(Verse 1) I’m trapped in a cycle, money’s the motive, Chasin’ green like it’s a drug, I’m feelin’ corrosive. Got a mind full of schemes, where the shadows lurk, In a world of greed, where the hustlers work. Countin' bills, but the cost is a life, Every dollar I stack cuts sharper than a knife. Streetlights flicker, echo of a siren, Dreams turned to nightmares, can’t stop the lyin’. (Verse 2) Whispers in the alley, they talk about the game, But when the heat’s on, they don’t know your name. Money’s a magnet, pulls you to the edge, One wrong move, you’re teetering on a ledge. Eyes on the prize, but the prize comes with death, Breathe in the chaos, it’s a thief of your breath. In this life of crime, I’m a soldier in the dirt, Stackin’ paper, but the truth is it hurts.