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Sex, Drugs, Money, & Love

As I drove down the street in the Hood in my black on black Range Rover. My speakers bumped so hard glasses shook.

I was fresh to say the least. A beast in the street and a hustler til the day I die.

When I wasn't in these streets I was getting bitches or laid back smoked the fattest blunt you ever seen.

Love? Don't believe in it.

I like to think of it as lust. When you breathe money ain't a bitch you can't have. They come and go.

So why waste you time being tied down by them?

I change'em like I change clothes. Today's is today. As next weeks is to then?

Player? Maybe

Manipulative? Can be.

Zihir? That's me, a fucking Hood legend!

Sex, Drugs, Money. All I need and a nigga is cool.

Plus some bad bitches on my side. I can't help it I'm fly. When I'm gone these streets going to remember me!

That I guarantee.