Debiase Decisions Smoke DZA (Ft. Benny the Butcher)

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[Chorus: Sample]
Money, money, money, money, money

[Break: Smoke DZA]
What else
183rd Street

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Uh, I retired the buckets, retired the phones
Retired rugbys, my closet's a retirement home
Niggas hate because it's cool, they admire the flow
Put the money in something positive, might've been on
I'm talkin' million dollar dreams when I'm on the phone
Reality driven, nigga, I'm settin' the tone
I'm talkin' money, money, money, money, money
Ain't no real price for my poems, I'm in the zone
Might text Virgil for real
Might just Tunecore, ain't heard of a deal
Might just lay back, smoke some herbal and chill
Might hit the dealer, cop a convertible steel, uh
Every joint, I give a murderous feel
It's Ringside, king side, as I competitor kill

[Chorus: Sample]
Money, money, money, money, money

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