Amnesia

They mommies and they daddies always beat me on a payday
Cashin' fat ass checks I ain't no fuck I let em' get away
Passing out that shit, to a bitch with a stouty cheeck
Junkies on my block-ah with that cheese I get my bank respect
Sweatin' the track, with the pistol grip, just to serve them fools
Blowing out they heart with my Glock, Leavin' police no clues
Junkies out that smoke that shit, I'mma have to make a dollar
If you ain't got them full fledged, bitch then I'm gone holler
Conin' cause I'm ronin' all these crackheads pocketbooks
No need to be afraid of me cause the robbers are the real crooks
I got them tens and twenties for them bitches that be smoking that shit
Also got that funk, for them niggas that be snorting it