Self-hate in my veins while she twistin' up my braids I don't got to say a thing cause she know where I remain I got memories for days, full of faces with no names Image stained in my brain of me smokin' in the rain On the porch, fuck a Porsche, we ain't never leavin' town Fuck a job, fuck a gown, we ain't never leavin' Hell But a lot of things changed since CCD I used to sleep in the house off D-19 Now it's funny cause kids want to be like me Cause I know they wouldn't like me if they really knew me
I'm makin' money, but what's it mean? I think it's funny, cause all I think Is how great life seemed when we were broke No money, no food, no weed to smoke But the money here now and we got the dope We always eat but I feel alone
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