Yeah soothing just told me I had to this I got goals Still leaving I gotta get more money It ain’t easy course u know the dollar raisin Everyday mama reminding me why I gotta be so lazy Eventually things are getting bookie each and everyday Where I come from death is like a contest Niggers out there entering chimneys like it’s Santa next year u find your house with no chaires TV,pots all that shit gets robbed Knowledge is power after Get the money u will know how to shower them hoes in the strip club It hasent been easy my lover dipping Anyways how adorable she was to me We in a drift so my money trina shift I have a hooker she telling me to be a fisher man