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[Intro: Johnny 3 Tears]
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Johnny 3 Tears]
Way back when, I remember back then
I had a couple dollars but I really needed ten
I started plotting and scheming, grinding, bleeding
I ain't fucking dying, you can bank on it, believe it
Yeah, born at the bottom, but I'm dying at the top
And I don't give a fuck how many fucking bodies have to drop
911, yeah, someone call the cops
'Cause this motherfucker here ain't never gonna stop
[Chorus: Charlie Scene & Danny]
Everything I touch turns to gold now
I'm the dope man, so I'm dope now
You can call me, I never sold out
I just need to make a mil' before I ghost out
Everything I touch turns to gold now
I'm the dope man, so I'm dope now
You can call me, I never sold out
I just need to make a mil' before I ghost out
[Verse 2: Charlie Scene & Funny Man]
Looking through the peephole, I'm seeing dead people
I'm stuck full of needles like a fucking Saw sequel
I'm praying at the steeple, I'm never going legal
I got a room where my weed grow, it's bigger than my ego
Hit me with the C-Note, I'll fuck you like I'm Cee-Lo
Cooking in the kitchen, whip-whipping it to Devo
Take a hit real slow, re-up and reload
99 lives, bitch, I got the cheat code
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Johnny 3 Tears]
Way back when, I remember back then
I had a couple dollars but I really needed ten
I started plotting and scheming, grinding, bleeding
I ain't fucking dying, you can bank on it, believe it
Yeah, born at the bottom, but I'm dying at the top
And I don't give a fuck how many fucking bodies have to drop
911, yeah, someone call the cops
'Cause this motherfucker here ain't never gonna stop
[Chorus: Charlie Scene & Danny]
Everything I touch turns to gold now
I'm the dope man, so I'm dope now
You can call me, I never sold out
I just need to make a mil' before I ghost out
Everything I touch turns to gold now
I'm the dope man, so I'm dope now
You can call me, I never sold out
I just need to make a mil' before I ghost out
[Verse 2: Charlie Scene & Funny Man]
Looking through the peephole, I'm seeing dead people
I'm stuck full of needles like a fucking Saw sequel
I'm praying at the steeple, I'm never going legal
I got a room where my weed grow, it's bigger than my ego
Hit me with the C-Note, I'll fuck you like I'm Cee-Lo
Cooking in the kitchen, whip-whipping it to Devo
Take a hit real slow, re-up and reload
99 lives, bitch, I got the cheat code
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