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(Ayy Cameron, you the man now)
(Ayo Pluto, you goin' brazy)
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)
The pills and dollar bills, yeah

Uh, go and turn it up, let 'em hear my pain (yeah)
Richer than a f*ck, but it don't heal my pain (yeah)
Money can't buy you happiness, seen it, can't buy you love (whoa)
Money can't buy you happiness, but it can buy you drugs (and it go)
Pills and dollar bills (dollar bills, bills)
Last night he got so high, he damn near blew his brains out
Countin' cash and dyin' fast is all he think about

Look, look, uh
Who told you you was perfect? (Who?)
You should try and get a grip (try and get a grip)
If I told you I was perfect, I'd be lyin' like a bitch (I'd by lyin' like a bitch)
Don't wanna do no shows or rap no songs, he tired of that shit (yeah, he tired of that shit)
In the bathroom, by himself, higher than a bitch (they say he higher than a bitch)
And he fresher than a motherf*cker, lowkey
You stressin' like a motherf*cker and he's
Flyer than a motherf*cker, not only that
He higher than a motherf*cker, long live Fat
F*ck a label and they games, he a slave in they chains (yeah)
They give champagne when it rain, they took his pain to the bank (yeah)
He be all up in his feelings when him and his bitch don't get along (yeah)
At least if he leave rappin', he can have a happy home
And he tryna be strong, but it showin' that he's not
So truth be told, you're all that he got
I watched my cousin smoke crack his whole f*ckin' life
Fentanyl hit the street and he OD'd the same night

Uh, go and turn it up, let 'em hear my pain (yeah)
Richer than a f*ck, but it don't heal my pain (yeah, yeah)
Money can't buy you happiness, seen it, can't buy you love (it can't buy you love)
Money can't buy you happiness, but it can buy you drugs (no, no, no)
Pills and dollar bills (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Last night he got so high, he damn near blew his brains out (yeah, yeah)
Countin' cash and dyin' fast is all he think about (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, mmm, uh, uh, yeah, dawg
Yeah, dawg
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(Ayy Cameron, you the man now)
(Ayo Pluto, you goin' brazy)
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)
The pills and dollar bills, yeah

Uh, go and turn it up, let 'em hear my pain (yeah)
Richer than a f*ck, but it don't heal my pain (yeah)
Money can't buy you happiness, seen it, can't buy you love (whoa)
Money can't buy you happiness, but it can buy you drugs (and it go)
Pills and dollar bills (dollar bills, bills)
Last night he got so high, he damn near blew his brains out
Countin' cash and dyin' fast is all he think about

Look, look, uh
Who told you you was perfect? (Who?)
You should try and get a grip (try and get a grip)
If I told you I was perfect, I'd be lyin' like a bitch (I'd by lyin' like a bitch)
Don't wanna do no shows or rap no songs, he tired of that shit (yeah, he tired of that shit)
In the bathroom, by himself, higher than a bitch (they say he higher than a bitch)
And he fresher than a motherf*cker, lowkey
You stressin' like a motherf*cker and he's
Flyer than a motherf*cker, not only that
He higher than a motherf*cker, long live Fat
F*ck a label and they games, he a slave in they chains (yeah)
They give champagne when it rain, they took his pain to the bank (yeah)
He be all up in his feelings when him and his bitch don't get along (yeah)
At least if he leave rappin', he can have a happy home
And he tryna be strong, but it showin' that he's not
So truth be told, you're all that he got
I watched my cousin smoke crack his whole f*ckin' life
Fentanyl hit the street and he OD'd the same night

Uh, go and turn it up, let 'em hear my pain (yeah)
Richer than a f*ck, but it don't heal my pain (yeah, yeah)
Money can't buy you happiness, seen it, can't buy you love (it can't buy you love)
Money can't buy you happiness, but it can buy you drugs (no, no, no)
Pills and dollar bills (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Last night he got so high, he damn near blew his brains out (yeah, yeah)
Countin' cash and dyin' fast is all he think about (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, mmm, uh, uh, yeah, dawg
Yeah, dawg
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Writer: Cameron Hubler, Eric Foley, Rod Green, Roland Hanna
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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