Nonsense

The sun beaming off the wall
Yea you knowthat sun go shine
I miss my brother so im riding with a 9
Niggas grimey ill take you out before you take one of mines
I need that money in my hands
I got money on my mind
I talk to myself thats how i do my grind
Ill love you all night and still watch out for my spine

Selling xans in school yea you know i get my dough up
If i swallow too many than you know ima throw up
I think about david
I wanna crash and I fuck up