Dirty Money
Cats look at me like I've changed
Nah man I didn't forget that I started out in the weed game
Until I figured out that legal money and dirty money buy the same things
And what you for getting about them streets is
The streets is a cold game
Crab in the bucket saying cats don't wanna see you get out
Or get more than them
Nobody telling on the cat with nothing
Snitching don't start until they see you getting something
The dope game
Finally came to the realization that legal money and dope money buy the same things
Not worried about fame because that's not me on a day to day basis
Try to stay low key anyways
Don't need fake freinds anyways
Old song lyrics put my way thought of getting paid many ways
Finally figured out plenty ways
Hardworking and freedom over jail time anyday
Just making sure it's the legal way
Best lesson learn legal money and dirty money buy the same things
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