Lyrics:
and fashion do it like the OGs from Old National nigga,
Like 2 Chainz would do spread the cash ya bish you,
Remember where you came from & how you were crafted,
with X, the Cali kush was makin' her cough
She must hate wearin' her clothes, she keeps takin 'em off
At the Palms Hotel on a Friday night
Attack each
thing with my boo thing (Skrrt)
I’m top of the food chain nigga you lame
I speak facts like 2 Chainz that’s a true thing (Truue!)
And I’m kicking shit
sleep
Runnin' that track like Usain, huh
Straight from the trap like 2 Chainz, huh
Yeah, I kick it like Liu Kang, huh
Brand new whip like Bruce
man they wanna see me on the floor
I got frenemies, couldn't even tell you who they are
If you're not driven by the mission, you'll be driven by
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
Gotta get my money right
Gotta get my
Gotta get my money right
Give a fuck what you doin' tonight
Makin' sure my paper right
Gotta feed my appetite
I'm a dreadhead all my niggas rich as fuck
I feel like Two Chainz
Forever like Vannah and King James
Baby suckin' my dick like a sugar cane
You I'm
a motherf***in' plague that spread
It's epidemic; forgotten, forgotten it got worse
I keep my head on straight, makin' money 'cause it's cursed
Makin' money
[Krayzie: x2]
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-you-G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
money earned
Mission street make a left turn
He left me with a lesson learned
One constant is change
But I don't want things to change
Cause all this
in a chokehold
New kids new money earned
Mission street make a left turn
He left me with a lesson learned
One constant is change
Take these words
I'm Brady
I keep my racks sealed like the Navy
Cause we makin' moves on the daily
I took 200 losses, it ain't faze me
Pray to the dirty money, let it
[Wayne] What!
[Baby]
y'all got to understand
We got this shit on lock, wodie
If you ain't makin' money you ain't doin' what you suppose to
I
on, let's get that money
It's two o'clock and I'm just about to hit the street
'Til I knock off this rock I don't get to eat
Sometimes that's like
ain't whippin' ,
Two Chainz, now I'm different
Now I'm mixin', now I'm whippin'
cll foreigns like bi**hes , all tops missin'
Need something to cook in,
to rock the fade (Way back in the day)
Know I got some haters, and that's okay (And that's okay)
'Cuz a brotha always down for the work
Tity 2 Chainz hit
like my shoe game .
I tell her I'm different like 2 Chainz .
I chill at the top of the food chain .
She love the way that I do thangs .
cnd I make em
like I'm 2Chainz how you save me baby
The way I'm dancing like I'm Swayze baby
I'm King Arthur and you mi lady baby (Uh huh)
Don't feel like you gotta
It's epidemic, forgotten, forgotten it got worse
I keep my head on straight, makin' money 'cause it's cursed
Makin' money makes a difference day by day
witnessed
He rollin' in my Caady mo'
Wit' fly bitches,
Makin' ole deals: Now, ho (huh, huh)
Ain't Bob Barker
But I'm caught up in this game
Mo'
choppaz blow
We gone unload till that thang gone
Caught him out wit his hoe
Yo Pull up on em slow
Do em like chris did Avon
Money's the mission I stay
no time for the hangout
Trynna secure all this money but it in a bag
Trynna cop a mustang now
Young nigga on a mission
Stuntin is my addiction
Niggas
'cause it's cursed
makin' money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle
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