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free money fresh meth - rameses ii lyrics

(verse 1: barrettdog milli)
kushin’ like a sofa, flow out the moma
got a milli-inch rims on my toyota corolla
you know you’re doing well when you beat the quota
girls all want a ring, try to clone ya like you was dakota
they think i’m coughing cause i lit it, hit it and got lifted
nah, man, i’m coffin ‘cause i k!ll it, get it?
out in hollywood a minute tryna make a living
get my lunch paid, bread in my pocket like i was subway
they hear me flowing and know i opened the floodgates
did it the thug way, that’s the crip and blood way
i gave my haters a case of the mondays
they went looking for money and ending up funding a blood bank
this one’s for them figures who chill with grza
dollar and widda been known to go ape on a beat like a gorilla
ill as a hospital, none sicker
and we louder than the sound that often follow a gun trigger, pop!
you hear that shot?
gats c-cked from what i jot on my laptop
can’t stop til i get that yacht, show ‘em rap got
did by the kid with the skin color whiter than crack rock

(verse 2: barrettdog milli)
i want a mansion with many rooms
a worn chalice or a gold tomb
growing old got me feeling like rameses
grandson, chicks throwing me they-
i was pious as a monk back when i was young
before i had a drop, before i hit some
but then i got dumb, left bread to chase crumbs
made crank calls but i had fun
i see it clearer looking back at it
saw the gl-ss as half gone then i got gl-sses
cut cl-sses, stuck in my lane like bad traffic
my broken mirror gathered dust in the attic
they say wisdom is a gift but you’d trade it for youth
but i’d take death if it meant truth
anything to burn the burden of my bygones
i want to die with all my lights on
grza

- free money fresh meth lyrics

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