dead prezidentz

i started with nothing fought a few niggas and thought i was bumpin. isn't it something that country white trash can have the club jumping i remember growing up never really having much my father beat us daily he was always hitting up my mother played the victim she played the role well and in the midst of struggle pwas a living hell i dropped out of school couldn't find s job so in my spare time i got to rob I'm smoking all the blunts g and I'm so fucked up Mickey Dee's wont hire me now it's time to strap down put the mack down lay the whole fucking business down chorus. i want all the dead Presidents from Ben Franklin to Abraham lincoln i got that candy call it good and plenty nickel nickel dime dime I got them fat twenties just that str8 drop not that water whip i keep that thing in my lap keep w full clip I'm steady bumping Gates I'm steady riding Gucci i got that moneybagg call it Louis that's how we reppin bro remember what you heard westside duval 103rd