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I just wanna make a million dollars
I don't wanna have to worry 'bout the commas
But I can't say that, it'll come back
In every conversation, I'm

Yeah, yeah
Aye, you my brother, we been through hard times together (Yeah, yeah)
I'm from the gutter I ain't even had a fuckin' dollar in my pocket
They

And hear about they priv' session
Or maybe a lesson
Test it, you'll regret it (uh)
Two cents might seem like a lot
To a girl who ain't heard of the dollar

nobody to
Tell me otherwise now
I've got more power
Than you with a dollar
No, I ain't gangster
Got the one percent for all my freaking self now
Wealth all

spend
Still it all depends if you're lucifers friend, then money ain't a thing
You ain't a person anymore you're just a product for them
Middle finger

tada
(I just want)
Louie and Prada all on my skeleton
I just might Gucci my collar
(If it aint)
Blue in my dollar
That shit irrelevant

Chorus:
Aint here

One catalog away from my end goal. And I’m so charismatic on the intro.
First hundred thousand dollars and a benzo. And me flying first class in her

walked out that front door
And it kills me to say you made me this way
Mama kicked me out at 17 years old
First time i heard my story by zro
I ain't gonna

Don't wanna bleed
Anymore
Feel the devil at my door
And I can't sleep
Cause my mistakes
I feel them deep in my core
Please take a seat if you ain't me

This is not going to work anymore
I need a sign
These mixed emotions that you sending me
I don't know what got into me
It just ain't making sense to me,

it for the money and the bitches on the low
And he ain't get no work cause he a bitch and he a hoe

I just put in work cause its the
Only thing I know

to every city
Brand new jeans, white boy looking pretty
Million dollar deal
I'm just trying to do a fiddy
Need a girl with an Instagram popping with me
Yeah,

disability should be on cam
Exploring all the plans trynna monetize the brand
Cause we know Father Time ain't waiting for Uncle Sam
Damn, I'm yelling Mazel tov

I Got It Made

Special Ed

Hip Hop Forever

1998

a million dollars every record that I cut and
My name is Special Ed and I'm a super-duper star
Every other month I get a brand new car
Got twenty, that's

Hood Ratz

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

1 Less G in da Hood

2001

on the bitches with a brand new car 
Semen swallowers 
Orgasm hollerers 
Hit it from the back 
Chronic sack 
Smokin' girls with mad dollars 

Now it's a whole new

Steppin' over problems I ain't ever thought were passible
As you see I'm tryin', think I wanna give you all of me
I just need you by my side
I just need your

to sell out
I just teach 'em how to get a gig and not mess up
Spent a lot of money on these accounts to stand out
But validation ain't the motive anymore

Biological Didn't Bother

Shaquille O'Neal

Alive in the 90's, Vol. 1-3

1999

remorsal pity
Took the first bus from York to Jersey City
Women and child alone now that's pressure
Moms got to go to work, drop me off by Obesa

Momma,

a fucking prick when it comes to bitches
I just want them to suck my dick when it itches
I keep at least two ounces down by my britches
Bitch wanted dope, but

have to stay
Intelligent women gonna see the right way

Cause I'm down who's down ?
Cause I'm down who's down ?

What's  real anymore just give me

waiting by your side
Then one day a letter came talking 'bout some layoffs
But I knew we had enough to get us by
She picked up a second job down

and what’s more
We don’t have to rely on foreign oil anymore
But as time passes by you can’t fail to ignore
That gas is two bucks a gallon, but now fresh-water

smokin cigar
Gang try hard everyday of getting dollar
Life aint easy it tough
Everyday it fucking me up 
They pushing me to the black hole
Pain drowning me

like a million dollars in the suit case, nigga brand new money 
Yeah my get around is sitting on bricks but, I could build with with lil shawty 
Anything