Taxation

Lyrics

[Intro] If I were you, I'd give up already Tell me when you fiending, so I can pick up the phone Tell me when your parents gone, so I can pull up to your home Tell me what drug you want, I can order that shit I might have to tax, so don't be mad with it [Verse] Tell me when you fiending, so I can pick up the phone Tell me when your parents gone, so I can pull up to your home Tell me what drug you want, I can order that shit I might have to tax, so don't be mad with it Yesterday's price is not today's If you got a problem with that, tell me to my face I came to make money, I ain't show up to complain Business is business at the end of the day Friendship is cool, but it don't put food on the plate I want to be the best, and you are second rate I can't get better when all you do is hate If you want to help, then be nice to me If you treat me bad I won't give sympathy You think you're so different, but we all fucking bleed Tell me when you fiending, so I can pick up the phone Tell me when your parents gone, so I can pull up to your home