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]