By The Loads (feat. Mffdave)

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Allen Armani

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I get that money that cheque
I had to ball like I'm next
And I had to cop me some Jays
I had to eat me a plate
Grindin' 'til I'm in LA
Take a vacay' to the bay
And watch me ball out in the news
Serving y'all up like a fool
I'm ballin' out in the news
I'm ballin' up with my crew
Blessed up my squad with the fits
Do everything for my jits
We no longer sleeping on cots
We get the money and we get it hot
Remember the days we was cold
Now we got the money got it by the loads
We got the money got it by the loads
Copped me some Louis V' straight from the store
Cartier frames got me looking swole
Double Gs running all over my clothes
What you want from me you ain't with the team
Can't bless you up, there ain't no freebies
Go get on your grind, go get your money
Cause this life is dark, it ain't so friendly
Uh, no this life ain't friendly
Yuh, so I be grinding for that Bentley
Yuh, I'm tryna cop some brand new Fendi
Yuh, double Gs I'm talking Gucci
I want me some Fendi
I'm never gon' stop 'til I'm driving that Bentley
Never gon' quit cause the music is deadly
Not into crime but I'll murder that type beat
And whatchu' gon' say when I steal your wifey
Oh wait, I think she just stayed for the night aye'
She loving all of my songs
And she still tryna' get super nasty
I get that money that cheque
I had to ball like I'm next
And I had to cop me some Jays
I had to eat me a plate
Grindin' 'til I'm in LA
Take a vacay' to the bay
And watch me ball out in the news
Serving y'all up like a fool
I'm ballin' out in the news
I'm ballin' up with my crew
Blessed up my squad with the fits
Do everything for my jits
We no longer sleeping on cots
We get the money and we get it hot
Remember the days we was cold
Now we got the money got it by the loads
All my niggas we got it we came from the bottom
We came from nothing now we really balling
Bitches they be on my phone they be calling
But I don't care 'cause these bitches be boring
I'm just tryna' pull up in a muhfuckin' foreign
I'm just tryna' go fast and hear the engine roaring
Tryna' go count up some racks in the morning
Tryna' pull up to the bank without warning
Honestly you cannot f*ck with a nigga like me
Just look at me I'm just way too elite
2021 I swear Ima' eat
Cause I've been in the trenches I've been in the streets
I came from nothing you can't tell me shit
Nah' if you do lil' boy you a bitch
Don't try to pull up on me tryna link
I'm way too busy I'm tryna' get rich
I get that money that cheque
I had to ball like I'm next
And I had to cop me some Jays
I had to eat me a plate
Grindin' 'til I'm in LA
Take a vacay' to the bay
And watch me ball out in the news
Serving y'all up like a fool
I'm ballin' out in the news
I'm ballin' up with my crew
Blessed up my squad with the fits
Do everything for my jits
We no longer sleeping on cots
We get the money and we get it hot
Remember the days we was cold
Now we got the money got it by the loads
This is my life now
Chasing that guala, chasing it right now
So don't even call me
I'm busy I'm here
I'm smoking that good loud
Smoking that good kush
Sipping' on Henny' and I'm feeling good good
Yeah I'm feeling blessed
So don't kill my vibe 'cause that is so next next

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