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a lane
What cards are you playing
Theres tricks to this game
Want money or fame
Want moments or peace
Take fam out the streets
And live by the beach
They

But they be counting your figures
They unhappy you getting money
Yeah A nigga can feel iit
They Rather see you on your dick
Instead on top of your shit

more money on my bitch these niggas don't know
Say these niggas don't know the time it took for us just to be felt in the room
The pain of not getting

on a million
Roll on the tide like it's crimson
Getting money everyday is the mission yeah
I done lost some friends by the way
I done bought a new Benz by

to a...
I'm too focused on getting this money, so how could I worry 'bout thots?
They weren't here when the kid was bummy, I'm up now they wanna give top

Difference between you and me
Is you came here to compete I came here to dominate
The way to money seems to be a pain
But I don't need no recovery
I'm focused

money
Yeah, the money
The money
Money
Affi get di money, affi di cream
Affi get di bracket up and sack it up by any means, money
All about the paper, all

change
Too much green in these puffs getting up to my brain 
I'm Jackie Chan when I high 
Why your eyes low man?

Get money money
Get money money money
Get

Riding by my lonely
One deep and you know I got it on me
Getting money and I’m low key
Im a young nigga I’m on that same thang
Riding by my lonely

on the tables
Throw sum money at her
Money at her
Girl sliding down the pole
Throw sum money at her
Money at her
I got a girl getting real freaky
I working wit

Question Time

Dave

Game Over

2017

of sleeping
For twenty-two years my mum was doing the cleaning
Dreaming that her kids would have a better life
Go in bed at night, struggling with getting by

a pound a day
I don't fuckz with you, so get the fuck out my way
High till I die, get money every day

I'm heard by the best, they call me the merchant

story ends

Doesn't even matter anyway, no
Focused and I'm coping with the pain, yeah, we're
Only getting older by the day, yeah, we're
Only getting

Riding In The Wrangler, No Doors Like Nino Brown
Way Before The Trail, We Still Getting Money Now
Lowkey Kia, On Sorrento w/ My Young Bitch
She Don’t Smoke

thing
Uh yeah
Fuck any ops that's getting in my way
Uh yeah
Hard workin I been doin crazy things
Uh yeah
I'm tryna earn my money move to bigger things
I

224, 448, pounds
We use to get down
It was enough money to go around
I was trappin' by myself until them grams gone
They go scream that they love till

pain dey wey money nor fit solve
Getting problem on a low
But on god make we nor jam problem wey money nor fit solve
God save us
From pain
Pain wey we

, started feeling like a junkie; but still I know I'll get that money yeah
I watch the time go by while I'm getting fucking high yeah, reminiscing bout this

up Panda Express
Gimme that plate, orange chicken, boneless
Go back to the crib, and see what's on TV
Fuck the playoffs, we gonna lose money
Getting

bigger everyday bigger everyday
No limitations  we've taken over
We're getting bigger everyday ey ey ey eyyyy

I function by His grace winning all the way

Wake up in the morning, I got a smile on my face
Take a quick shower, I got money on my brain
How did I make it here, it's by the grace
I put

getting cash, seein' paycheck grinnin'
Like worshippin' money is a religion, I caught you slippin'
If you could only focus on givin', your work up

Reality where just slaves

Over grind
To make a dime
To avoid getting behind
Killing the body
For money to make someone else money
We barley maintain

they back on me
Niggaz be flodging
Where were you when I was popping perkys
Just to ease to the pain
Where were you when I was by my lonesome
Walking In