Appeal of the Underworld

[Hook]
This the appeal of the underworld
Fast money, fast livin', fast fuckin' girls
This the appeal of the underworld
Fast money, fast livin', fast fuckin' girls

[Verse 1]
I got hit up by my mans
He told me he got a plan
He break it down and sell that shit by the gram
He told me he got a taste
Flipped two Os in a day
Made profit and saw his money problems almost erase
He told me, put down 5
That's enough for a flip
And, Dope I know you smoke
See, you can keep your own zip
He told me, 50/50 profit
A few 50s in your pocket
And when we get the pounds
If you peepin' what we coppin' now
Now that all sound appealin'
But that young life of dealin'
Got stuck here, I'm thinkin' 'bout
School, my future, and where we gonna end up
Fast lives get slowed up
By bullets who come from
Niggas who hate you
Bitches who snitch and niggas who rob
Listen to moms and go get a job
I know I said fuck it, but look at the time
We 20 years deep, and niggas gotta eat
And every move you make, my nigga
Keep it G

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[Verse 2]
I knew this chick
Who's mans had a fetish for bricks
He would stay low key
She would bag up his shit
Move work cross town
Kept her stash in the whip
Right under the seat
And kept the bread by her tit
One day, she was swervin' on the BQE
She got stopped by the Ds
Panicked and started to speed
They caught up to her
And put a cuff on her sleeve
In the car they found a few keys
Cryin', she was tryin' to breathe
Now, they told her
Tell us your connect, miss
I'm seein' by your necklace
Your man move bricks ?
Now check it, we know your not connected
If you give us his name
You will get a lower sentence
So she snitched on her man
When he thought she would stand by his side
Down to ride, but shortie couldn't do the time
On him, shortie just put the crime
Never trust a bitch in this era
At the end of the day
Shortie only 'bout the cheddar

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