DINERO(EASY)

I made it past security, a sauer in my cross-body

It come with the game, ain't no reason we should talk bout it

Low down dirty shame, what they did to Mary Jane

Created and cremated, end up burning the remains

You drivin', tire pop, and now you end up switching lanes

This shit don't feel the same, you a victim of the game

I know this shit sound crazy, but my dawg, I feel yo' pain

I keep some shit on me that send you back to where you came from

Rolling in the Deep, just like Adele(a deal), I'm tryna make one

Envy in they heart, they come around and try to take some