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all this cash
I had to kick him off the team, he was poppin' beans
Pussy bald, Mr. Clean, money tall, Yao Ming
What you smoking? Russian cream
Not my

And fuck your plans up. If you feeling that, then put your hands up
I remember tryin' to do hyphy back with Mr. Fab
All of them, every single one, they

We could chase a couple mill's okay something like Tha Thrill
Mr. clean with the film bout a hunnid different skills
See peace in my dreams wonder why

But without her, I would never be dreaming
Ball everyday, every chance that i get
No matter how many makes, how many misses
I'm still gonna be loved by

Getting money dumb fuckin racks
Countin paper countin stacks
20 stacks need that shit and tax
Yeah nigga just left fuckin SAX
Yea nigga love me some

the city with Glock in the Lamb'
Had us some hoes over they was not tens
But they still got the job done in advance
I got sucked up by a bitch with a mans
He

Omo shola wole yan yan yan
Stepping at the place with my dawgs by me
For the money and the fame oluwa cover it
Cause na blessing and blessings oh

Let me go ahead and count up the presidents
Bitch I'm a nerdy ass gangster like Slick
Gripping the beam on the side of my hip
My money too heavy I walk

Patience! Patience!
Having the patience
You will REALize
Waiting your turn
Will ultimately have you
To receive the prize

Timing, Mr Timing you
Will mentally

Did I ever tell you the definition of insanity?
Ayy, from West to the East we spend racks like Mr. Beast man
You know what's goin on man. Faiik$ in

missus jumpin' ship
So watch me how I drip, so much ice you could slip
Call me Mr. Steal your girl, I got my hand around her hip

Takin' the world by storm

and that fussin
Bitch, I'm bustin' in the function, buzzin' off the skunk and
I just bought a 8th of gas and got it from my cousin
Got bitches by the dozen,

Biblical 
Sticks and stone break bones but choppas will get rid of you 
Rode by your home and left it looking like a peekaboo 
Fuck a truce I'm Zues

that my life won't be took by my brothers
or sisters They ass go down in a hole
Rock out the booth and the metal be heavy Ugly ass bitch and I called

the finer things
But we ain't listening
Feelin all the energy that makes our body sing
Well I feel like shit
Ain't no joke
Tried to make some money
So I

I was addicted to money after I made my 1st dollar 
And I was hooked on pussy after my 1st bitch holla'd 
Addicted to being fly, big faces spent

leave if a nigga when broke, when Mr. Ben ain't had no dough
What if I couldn't pay for these cars, what if I couldn't pay for these clothes
You gon' stay

I say it then it's written
Might get rich and never see my face again like Mr. Tipton
Can hit a switch and go and get Inside that mood I keep that

is stuck in dirt 
Im so reserved I watch and learn 
I dont cross the bridge 
I watch it burn
Im getting money like mr burns 
Saving my Youngers

Intelligent Accountant, 
Graduated from London.
Even if I go broke 
I can flip a coin to a mill,
Gz call me Mr money magnet
Sell 100 trillion records

money, lil hoe I’m broke don’t text me(wtf)
Soon as the hoe leave from the trap all she doing is bouncing right to the next team (thot bitch) 
But who

in the crib spending money on some V Bucks 
How you never have designer but you buy out Game Stop
Corny ass, it’s you and yo fam be some lame opps

take it in the streets
Lambo in my garage and a rari at my feet

I kinda like this biz, but I’m in it for the money
Pouring mills in a pagani them girls

Yes I've done lots of tracks an ep future Albums
And I'm back like mr carter where have i been
Through hell and garbage
But now I'm back
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