Anonymous
7/14/2025, 9:53:48 PM No.127042289
I got me a drum, but I ain't in a band,
My pockets be heavy like a brick in your hand,
Talk too slick, get played where you stand,
They be on my dick, 'cause the world in my hands.
Money on my mind, got a plan in the works,
Life threw dirt, now I'm cleanin' off shirts,
Move through the city like a ghost in the mist,
Haters throw shade, but they barely exist.
My pockets be heavy like a brick in your hand,
Talk too slick, get played where you stand,
They be on my dick, 'cause the world in my hands.
Money on my mind, got a plan in the works,
Life threw dirt, now I'm cleanin' off shirts,
Move through the city like a ghost in the mist,
Haters throw shade, but they barely exist.
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