I'm gonna be busy all of the time,
Day or night rain or shine..
My phones gonna be ringing constantly,
That doesn't mean it's always females calling me...
If I seem distant at times its only cause I've got
money on my mind, Imma be in the streets alot always
gotta stay on my grind...
You seem to love all of the money that I bring home
to you, but you always get mad at how I've gotta get
You are always mad saying I ain't got any time to spend,
that's just the life of A dope boy baby there is no end...
Written by : Kelly Rich
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