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can't have none of that
Gimme the money, homie
Don't try to be a hero, ain't no coming back
Hop out, then we pop in (yeah)
We're about to take it all
Mask

Never 2 Far

Eminem

Infinite

1996

talkin' about, man? 'Cause that's it. Yeah
A million dollars ain't even that far away, really
Yo, we got to get the money, man!
I can't be broke for

We love Tank God skrrrt, yeah, uh, yeah

Yeah, ridin' through the city
In a Bentley truck,  uh 
(Bentley truck) i got money on my mind
(yeah) , swear

don't got time for that, I ain't tryna ring around the rose
Bitches claim they know me, niggas claim they showed me
I ain't have no homies, I was by my

of your camera
Running laps on you niggas cause I ain't lost my stamina
And I ain't no goose but I might be sipping something like Canada
I don’t need you

They told me I should be surrounded by greats no wonder I love my own company
I'm putting my foot on the gas
I'm moving so fast got no one in front

the lot thumbin)
You ain't got your own money then you're not comin
I seen them boys all night oh-woah
They said it was on sight but no
On my block I'm

by the season
But if it ain’t real real sunny
Never come summer rain

You can have this champagne honey
If you got that champagne money
And if you

searchin weed
Trynna see wat happen if I go get loaded

Elm street I met li kobi
Brookstown bitch it was smoke

Tj died We had a mission
Dirty money ain't

momma
Yea I'm the realest in the city so I Pledge it to Obama
I ain't beefing with no niggas I ain't Really into drama
In a Urus burnin' smoke just like

seem
Two faced need no mask for halloween
Wore a mask way before quarantine
Solved the case aint need no mystery
Got em shook got em scared tell em boo

real though
He know he bangin a snob
He know he better have my money when I jump in the car
Let's keep it real though
He ain't gettin it up
I got my

(June, you're a genius)
I said, I respect it, no problem
I got all these blessings just to give it to others anyway
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
My

You know that bag right
Want me put you on baby you gotta act right
I ain’t no one to play wit, I change ya whole life
F***ing wit me you know that

for demons
No sympathy , no empathy for demons
No sympathy, no empathy for demons 

 Verse 1

Motivated by hatred , these people barking up my tree
Now

so i buy you a top and im watching you shop?
Yea thats a no
We going to Ross
We keeping it low
Yes i got the sauce 
But not for a hoe
If you worry bout

I protect myself wit a god dam pistol
Getting that money ain't never been an issue
Blowing on flight got me all in my mental
Nigga talk shit balled

and bought em a Porsche
Get yo money by any means don't feel no shame or remorse
Fall in love with these streets but it don't love you back
How you 30 years

believe I'm still alive the way she took my soul
You know how I do it tho
Ain't got no time for no bird brain goofy hoe
Young nigga on his purpose that's

a drive-by
Shawty's stay connected to me not talking about Wi-Fi
And I got 10 Hunny Buns in a Goyard Bag
Slimy nigga tryna steal from me now he ain't got no

went clarity diamonds got them big rocks
This ain't no Rico story
But this song gon make yo speakers knock
He keep trying to be a hero
Then we have

got 'em goin' back to church
If the feds up ahead then we rollin' in reverse (skrtt)
Ain't nobody gonna fuck with the kid
Fourteen when I had my

I don't think you get it
Got a hunger inside, still haven't fed it
Cooking by the fire no I never sweat it
Cause I've been burned before
Don't need

wrong baby
Stagga Lee and we up in the zone
Got the keys to the crib
And ain't nobody home

[Verse 1]
Well I'm a sixteen spitter (um hum)
Mr. team hitter