Money
Blac Youngsta
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I was gon' be me anyway But you came to count up I just want to count up, I just want to count my money In peace and pride I don't want no one in the room with me when I count, okay? Close my door I said that money don't make me (money) I just love makin' money And I said, anything I do, they gon' hate me (money) They gon' wanna take some from me, yeah (money) I said, "Young nigga, get your motherfuckin' money (money) Don't you let nobody talk you out and take it from you" I thank the Lord I made it 'cause I come straight out the dumpster (gang) You know I was broke and didn't nobody give me nothin' Five percent my winners, then I look like, "Who to trust?" (Who?) You got smoke with me, then you should bulletproof your truck (for real) Catch my opps out and one time I'm lookin' like, "Who to bust?" (Doo, doo) I'ma bust 'em all since the ambulance gon' pick 'em up (grrt) Money rule the city, so I'm still stuck in my city ways I'm just tryna get it, I buy real estate, then I renovate (yeah) Forty for a brick, eatin' Winnup since back in the day (shit) Forty racks'll get your head took off with that lil' pitty pape You know what these niggas, they be doin' for they money? (Gang, gang) I might get you knocked off, whole time, your friends, they been a dummy (for real) And I went to southside, if you want to fade, then we can run it (it's up) And I never backed down from no pussy nigga, boy, I'm a zombie (pussy) And I never squash no beef, I don't give no f*ck, you shouldn't have done it My lil' niggas from the south, they really slime, they really gunnin' (grrt) Hit you with that MAC 'cause we the grey out gang, we put you under (bah, bah, bah, bah) And them niggas rats, I made them pussies go cry to they mamas (brrt) 'Fore I had a daughter or son, God showed me a lot of signs If you cross me one time, then you'll cross me a lot of times She lied to me three times, then I told that bitch, "Never mind" Hopefully feel like all my bitches, they give me flowers 'fore I settle down Hopin' all my niggas, they keep it real 'til I pass away We was whackin' shit 'fore we hit the high school, didn't graduate (for real) Murder cost a fee but I promise that boy won't last a day You might think I'm lyin', but I promise, boy, I ain't exaggeratin' Money don't make me (gang, gang) I just love makin' money (gang, gang) And I said, anythin' I do, they gon' hate me (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) They gon' want to take some from me, yeah I said, "Young nigga, get your motherfuckin' money (money) Don't you let nobody talk you out and take it from you" (money) I thank the Lord I made it 'cause I come straight out the dumpster (gang) You know I was broke and didn't nobody give me nothin' They'll go fugazi for that bread but you know how they play it (yeah) If you ever reachin' for my chain, boy, I'm gon' bust your head (yeah) Guaranteed, I rip that chopstick, I'm gon' fill you up with lead (doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) My lil' nigga in the penitentiary, he got pen and bread (racks) They don't want no smoke, they ain't sendin' kudos, they gon' send the feds (huh) Every time I run into my opps, you know they finna fled (rat) Left that bitch alone, I had to cry, she take a pseudo fed (gang, gang) I don't give no f*ck, she lost her mind, I'm still gon' burn her head (yeah) This a homicide, you lose your brain because it's necessary (necessary) Send me commissary, I'ma take that rap, big bro, it's necessary (necessary) Why I put my life up on the line? Because it's necessary Why I'm out here walkin' with that iron? Because it's necessary Yo lil' shooter dead, don't give no f*ck 'bout what your shooter said (yeah) If I put them racks up on your head, I bet you, you'll be dead (yeah) Money talk, and bullshit walk a thousand miles, ho, use your legs You ain't talkin' money, then you losin' bread I said that money don't make me (money) I just love makin' money And I said, anything I do, they gon' hate me (money) They gon' wanna take some from me, yeah (money) I said, "Young nigga, get your motherfuckin' money (money) Don't you let nobody talk you out and take it from you" I thank the Lord I made it 'cause I come straight out the dumpster (gang) You know I was broke and didn't nobody give me nothin'
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Written by: Sammie Benson
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