Intro]
It's Dude Madison
[Hook]
When the money too low, when the money too low
But you still get high
When the money too low, when the money too low
But you still get by
When the money too low, when the money too low
But it still feels right
When the money too low, when the money too low
And you're hanging in the darkness, and tryna make it bright
[Verse 1]
I'm running through the streets
On 7th ave heading to a party on the east side
6:30 PM and the sun be setting
There's a couple bad biddies there I heard it through the grape vine
Posing for the pics shorty throwing up a gang sign
She think I'm deeper than a ba**line
We made plans over facetime, tryna get some face time
Tryna find a girl to make mine not just make believe
Since I was concieved
I been a beast, know it's kinda cliché
Fresh off the brand new east bay
Boy I need a girl outta catalog
Smoke until I can't no more
Do it for the cannibis manifestation. I am an animal
Scarfing down edibles, chilling with a lesbian
In a gla** box I feel so executive and
I'll be the judge but the bud I legislate!
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Pull up in a Lincoln toss my boy Dula a Lincoln
And you're good to go, you're thinking I'm on the brink of getting signed
I done inked it
I'm feeling like I got 6 senses, I got 2 cents yeah I'm on a budget
Still plan to roll in the cutla**, the bees stay buzzin'
The gra** needs cuttin', But it's cool lets go and get a egg mcmuffin
Meet me in the garden, they put me in a box, solitary confinement
Confine me come find this and squeezing the visine
We done with the finals my crew is behind me
The brew and the hiney, the movie tickets, and some thick a** wallets just to show ‘em we mean business
The system be bumpin' the trippy a** visions the words we spittin' they really should listen, b**hes
[Hook]
[Outro]