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letra de drug money - vin mob

verse 1
all i was doing was trapping, back in school i was even selling packs and edibles
the cocaine feeling so incredible, get ready for your burial, go check your medicals
that’s an autopsy, i’m on top flee
selling packs of white molly xans perks lean and weed
if you hit my line you will get it pr-nto
never run out, always got what you want tho
i changed my life around i got a job instead of copping pounds
if they were miserable i’d be the one to put them down
i never rapped in public, wouldn’t let them hear my rounds
if they want a shootout i’d let them feel the rounds

hook
my name is vin mob that’s money over b-tches vin
i’m on my road to riches vin, f-ck wishing vin
go out there and make them dreams come true
i was on the corner making fiends come through

chorus x2
that drug money yea took me far
i was copping everything even my car
but then i sold it, i fold it forgot about it
that drug money,drug money
drug money

verse 2
“yo i been seeing you with asap, vin – what’s up?”
getting tired of the family that never gave a f-ck
fake friends send dms when i’m coming up
little do they know i’m asap vin – what the f-ck is up
they’re just mad i’m making dreams come true
making sure that my family can live comfortable too
where were you when we had nothing to eat at night
when we were freezing without any heat all night
where were you when i was down, you where no where to be found
you’re not coming with me now

hook
my name is vin mob that’s money over b-tches vin
i’m on my road to riches vin, f-ck wishing vin
go out there and make them dreams come true
i was on the corner making fiends come through

chorus x2
that drug money yea took me far
i was copping everything even my car
but then i sold it, i fold it forgot about it
that drug money,drug money
drug money

verse 3
i don’t even feel like picking up the phone
you’ll ask me whats up, but you won’t listen, no
if there was something wrong, you wouldn’t have a clue
cause every time we talk all we talk about is you
do you care that my sisters cancer’s back
nah, cause ya still popping xans and i don’t f-ck with that
she’s down in florida and i’m trying to get her back
i’m on the grind just to save a couple racks

chorus x2
that drug money yea took me far
i was copping everything even my car
but then i sold it, i fold it forgot about it
that drug money,drug money
drug money

- vin mob

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