This is the season, the time of year
I haven't been that good I fear.
I've cheated, lied and caused some strife
I moved to anchorage to start a new life.
Started some vocal lessons, met some new friends
this life I live can NEVER end.
No matter how many drugs, I'm always on top
I'm always stuntin and the money won't stop.
Boss suits, connections and a name.
Every 6 months there's always a new game.
New players and a city that's the best after all
Alaska club, Red Robin, and the shopping mall.
That's just the basic, so much more to be found
Too much money that needs to be made
Hustling, I'm a slave to the trade.
Working a job, selling x on the side
pretty soon,
I'll have enough for a real sick ride.
Money ain't everything
Real talk
For all those who read this shit,
know that I'll be in the banks, soon.
Know that I will make a point of seeing you.
KNOW IT.
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