Money Might

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Araine T-Jay

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I've seen long live turn to please die
You by my side?
Better know how to ride
612 To the 215
The size my stride, my turf, my side
I was raised eating Callaloo
F*ck your ties
I got mob ties
Yuh done know the vybz
Watch how I ride
It was late at night
It was on south side
There was money to make
But somebody might die
Get out my face
Or the ting might fly
You was standing in place when I learned how to drive
I may not reply, I don't text and drive
She drive me cray, test drive my ride
I was switching the clutch, like my damn sex-drive
USB in her slot, like my black hard drive
Made her red in the face, like a damn blood drive
Yuh know
Put my boot in your face
Imma take your place
If it better than mine
I don't care bout the color your face or eyes
I heard that true love was color blind
So even Helen Keller might tell me I'm fine
Not in her sign but in my gang signs
Fall outta time
Outta my mind
Waiting to die
Press rewind
Yup
Money might make me hot (Yea)
Money might make she want me (Yea)
Money might drag me 6 feet (Yea)
Money might make you love me (Yea)
Money might make me love me (Yea)
Money turn nah into lovely (Yea)
Who turned Cupid into money (Who)
Somebody point me to gun please (Please)
I don't wanna live where they love me (Ok)
I'm surrounded by the phonies (For real)
Say she ain't ignoring (Hey)
Still she ain't replying (Uh)
Heard that money be dialing me
Reply perfect timing (She did)
She on mute no smiling (Ugh)
Paint my heart more violet (Uh)
That be the color of a dead man's
Line through the symbol on my headband
I can't click with no gang
If true love don't find me
Before I find money
She could never "hi" me
She could only buy weed
Strutting in her high heels (Ok)
Money might make me hot (Yea)
Money might make she want me (Yea)
Money might drag me 6 feet (Yea)
Money might make you love me (Yea)
Money might make me love me (Yea)
Money turn nah into lovely (Yea)
Who turned Cupid into money (Who)
Somebody point me to gun please (Please)
Money might make me hot (Yea)
Money might make she want me (Yea)
Money might drag me 6 feet (Yea)
Money might make you love me (Yea)
Money might make me love me (Yea)
Money turn nah into lovely (Yea)
Who turned Cupid into money (Who)
Somebody point me to gun please (Please)
I don't want no more please (Ok)
All of these fake men (Fire)
Point me to the exit (Fire, fire)
Fire in the basement (Fire, hey)
All my passion and might in a pen
On my life I came here to win
On my life I came here to kill
On my life by the end of the fight with of my might
I was fighting to live
On my life alright
I've seen the bad man cry
I've seen the good man cry
I've seen the bad man die
I've seen the good man die
I be the worst man, I
Pull up like the "i" the "die"
Shining like the "y" in "why"
All my life alright
I've been the kid who tries
I be the kid who'd fly
Until the day he dies
Money might make him cry
Money might make him lie
Money might make you die
Money might make you bleed
When I pull up on the scene
Aww, man, shit, damn (Yeah, money might)
But for real though, catch up
(Money might make me)

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