Lyrics:
care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog
Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw
Coming to you live from my home studio
In south side
ass that you can smell it
And yo' breath will turn to Foot Locker water repellent
I'm the man, I got money far as the eyes can see
And I'm in a group,
The risks that we taking
The risks that we taking
For this money that we making
Shawty can you take it
The risks that we taken
The risks that we
The best if the the best yea it’s evident
Trap out the White House I’m the president
Playing with my money like playing my emotions
Have my money by
Eddie Ho, Eddie Ho
Bitch I got red eyes, smoke until I'm numb, till I can feel my heart
Pain in my soul, can't go I bet I'm thinking how I die
it?s frightening
But it means they'll stay together
They're gonna make it together
His blue morris van is parked in an alley
Just by Montague
I’ma start this off by saying I’m the king (Yah)
Whole world in my hands, got ‘em praying on their knees (Aye)
Killer bee with a pretty queen, yeah
got the game sick
Money, power, respect, that shit didn't come quick
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm
albums in a row
Be like Too Short, baby, and pimp a hoe
It's so easy, if ya know how to get it
You'll never be another broke-ass nigga
We got top-notch
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
Meet Eddie
Twenty-three years old fed up with life
And the way things are
Going, he decides to rob a liquor
Store but on his way in
He has a sudden
a nantucket
Then go get a jar from branson
And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
Load the three power, hop in the eddie bauer
(To Mario C, you can't front on that)
Well, just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eating crazy cheese like you would think I'm from
(To Mario C, you can't front on that)
Well, just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eating crazy cheese like you would think I'm from
bitch finna twerk
Getting money had to put in my work
Finessin finessing finessin the commas i Know i got money like durk
I ain't fuckin no bitch off
the motherfuckin' house!
Home Team in the mother motherfuckin' house!
J T a Money money Poi son Clan in the motherfuckin' house!
Aak! Fresh Kid Ice in
songs
So I'll be makin' enough money to get by
And I don't want you to worryin' about me bein' hungry or anything
And Nashville's not exactly what I
now she scaring me
44 in my pocket it's a boner
This ain't registered to me no it's a loner
I just got a money printer need some toner
I can't fuck lil
the fences all you do is bunt
Eddie Yampolsky I only smoke blunts
Hundred K in the next six months
I been obsessed with how to grow my funds
Shipping out
to grade me
Yeah I'm rapping this for fun but for any verse you would pay me
Bitch the money stacking up yeah my pockets on Eddie Lacy
Dawg I promise you, I
I needed
I hit the road on the weekends to do a show
Ain't ask for money but they
Still gave a lil' dough
Just a bunch of wild kids in the front row
as soon as you release your new album im goin to kill myself becasue I hate you
Yo what the fuck is wrong with you pick up the goddamn phone, I think im
Loudpack Loski
Damn Haz
Ugh
I do not fuck wit dat broke oouu
I used to be in the crib with dem roaches
Me and the money eloped
Stay with the 40
Martin, Me, Juddy, Sean, Eddie all around (Oh My God!)
Yeah we the ones creating all the sound
Started on the ground but we on our way up now
On our way
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