Lyrics:
Im tryna take the time to get to know yuh better
You used to fuck wit lames an I know u fed up
By the time I get to know you you was playin catch up
get touched by random bitches when I do a show
You lose friends you lose bitches
Let em come and go
Heart broke you shedding tears
Make ya heart
I'ma blow out his brains, in a way I'ma Play, I'm just tryna get paid, and I'm Dodging
The hate, ain't got time to debate, you Get killed by mistake,
afford a mistake these days
All of my favorite girls miss Drake these days
Please don't take offense to my ways
'Cause I need drug money
Who got drug
the boy was slippin but I wasn't
I connect like the movies get
It cheaper by the dozen
Gotta freak with some cousins
They be always on call
Like the wnba
a ballerina
I'm a hero, you a zero
I'm a hero, in the mirror
I just walk in, turn this thing up
I be about them bands
Money make her dance
Surrounded by them
one smoke this vibe
I'm just gon keep get money with the guys
I'm just gonna keep enjoying my life
I'm just gonna keep
Oh oh oh
Somebody's gonna get
Countin' money by the hunnids
Park the lamborghini at the summit
Either way it flip, we could run it
Never started none this shit
I just gave 'em
little mockingbird, sing
Oh, my little mockingbird, sing
I need you to get up on that stage for me, honey
And show the men it's not about the money
what can money buy
Verse 1
A new age, where media selling lies
Buy one and you'll get two on the side
Nowadays, I got a lot on my plate
Smile in
to get that money, buy my mama things
I'm a keep hundred, nigga I can never change
If them niggas want it then you know I got that thing (bang bang)
I
dazed
(See that's the motto that I live by
Currency, you know that M-O-N-E-Y)
Still on my hustle, bitches still love him
Big block Chevy motor
with you man
You call me beggin me crying all on the phone
Talkin bout you wanna borrow some money
And dis the thanks I get?
(Mayne...
Imma pay you yo'
gotta get it (Get it)
I'm grinding on a daily man I know I'm gon' get it (Get it)
I heard you say you getting money man why you lying?
My drip is crispy
sun
You talking shit come get some son
Fuck that fuck you
You just a used tool
Money making bitch
For labels that's you
Mother fuckers sick of truth
I never asked for this
The fact that I’m alive is much to my surprise
In fact it’s straight miraculous
I feel that I’ma die by my demise
Before I can
NLN yuh
Tuh-na-nuh-tuh-tuh-nuh-nuh
Why they always tryna go and tell me how to get a pay
Why the time that i've been spending always getting shade
By
everyday I get high
Just to get by, yeah, just to get by
Just to get by, yeah, just to get by
Just to get by, yeah, just to get by
Just to get by, yeah, just
nothing
Ima Do it MySelf
Let me tell you something
Ima Do it MySelf
Get by wit it, just ride wit it
Get by wit it, just ride wit it
Making my moves myself
Lyrics so deep they keep passing you by
I'm cutting niggaz down like drive by
Niggaz can't keep, 'cause yo, money, your shit is dry
Grand Puba, Stud Doogie
And niggas don't give a flyin' fuck
Talk with signs up, walk with the iron tucked
Leave your eyes wide shut
Money bag's on The Table, gots to get locked up
t`escape, it`s not an option
Got torture techniques for them lies, don`t ever lie
Just put the car in drive, we can go ride- get this money
Determined
I pray we all live forever
I pray I'm a servant to all prophets
May I be rich forever
Money on my head, pussy boy, that ain't enough
Bullet to your
I pray we all live forever
I pray I'm a servant to all prophets
May I be rich forever
Money on my head, pussy boy, that ain't enough
Bullet to your
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