Rojah Larue - Drug Money

I was just talking to my dog the other day
I said bruh, we gone make this shit
We ain’t never had shit, so we gone take this shit

Boy I look like I got that drug money (yea x7 )
Grandma said I know you ain’t got no job, boy is this drug money?
Slidin’ with the bible on the dash like I got drug money
Police pull me over, search my shit
Said they smell drugs on me
(No, they ain’t smell no drugs on me
They just love to fuck with me)
They tell me that this lifestyle that I live require drug money
Quit watching how I move because my life ain’t meant for you
My lil’ dog just caught a case
I seen his face all on the news
It hurt me to my heart
But what am I to do?
He said them boys was clutching, so I told him grip that tool
Like, who am I to judge?
Do what you gotta do

Boy I’m a lion in the land
But underwater I’m a shark
T.O.H. That’s Test of Heart
That’s how I set these boys apart
And this shit just come so easy
I could do this in the dark
Trying to tell me you all in
Then boy you better play yo cards
Duck and dodgin’ the narcotics
You ain’t my dog so coochie nigga play yo part
That’s Giovanni V on my body like I got it
But really I be vibin’
I’m straight like an alignment
I’m fucking with them big B’s
Know you heard them boys be sliming (Hey)
GI’m from out West Chicago
But I moved to Southwest Florida where I know this shit get grimy
I’m 21, but I’m 21 and anonymous with it
See I ain’t fond of them niggas
They trying to sign me, but I ain’t signing to just anybody
VVS diamonds get to shining on like anybody
If you don’t me then I feel that’s your lost
Bitch imma make this shit back, so I’m never stressing the cost

Boy I look like I got that drug money
Grandma said I know you ain’t got no job, boy is this drug money?
Slidin’ with the bible on the dash like I got drug money
Police pull me over, search my shit
Said they smell drugs on me
(No, they ain’t smell no drugs on me
They just love to fuck with me)
They tell me that this lifestyle that I live require drug money
Quit watching how I move because my life ain’t meant for you
My lil’ dog just caught a case
I seen his face all on the news
It hurt me to my heart
But what am I to do?
He said them boys was clutching, so I told him grip that tool
Like, who am I to judge?
Do what you gotta do

But I told Fantaja like, “fuck it let’s make it happen”
No joking
Boy we ain’t laughing
I add it up no mathematics
This life we life we living get tragic
You better stay on you p’s and q’s
Balling never shooting no ones
Only aim for 3’s and 2’s
Addicted like a drug but I told you
Girl ain’t no using me
Lately I been confusing you
Bullshit ain’t nothing new to you
Rude boy I just ain’t holding no doors
I got a show for these shows
I keep my mind on these goals
Give no time to these hoes, but they gone choose me
Right or wrong?

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