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except authorities  (right)
They hit my line like boy is you ignoring me
I need some time I get this shit from overseas

Keep up
I ain't slowing down

I think we needed a anthem right
We solving these problems do it by any means
Mixed blue with the yellow and now we're making green
Grand prize

(Yeah)
(Yeah, wake up early to count this money)
Somebody might die next time that I load a pistol
Miami heat like Alonzo, two floor condo in Brickell

we finally buzzing
Going on tour doing shows stacking money

Let's get it
Roll it up
Gonna hit it
Skydiving in the booth
Feels like the booth coming

chose you
Mama bear, you know that I adore you
And when I get the money
Best believe that Ima spoil you
'Cause you was always there, every time that I

Touch (Woah)
Love to play with corps
We don't need Luck (Huh)
Make my way with punch

You ain't gonna get no mercy even if you blowin' me
20 folks I let

every day I write a song like this
When I get down on all four paws
And drag myself by my own jaws sort of feeling
And a wise woman once told me, no

the one,

Counting down the days,
Till my homie free,
Went & sold my soul,
For a shopping spree

Sipping on this lean,
Spill it on my jeans,
Fuckin with my

gotta make a deposit
After that, I gotta go and make profit
I get to it you know I'm not with the nonsense
I just want my money spread like it's

it you need time more and more Saw you washed up by the shore  Without movement you'll get frozen  right down to your core   But nevermind that talk

shey level yeh
While you still young
So you go fii ball
I no dey motivate for here
I no no your papa
I gotta get This money by any means
Mofeh raleh

say
I will never get enough
And the way you confuse me like a puzzle
Me really want to solve
Hmmm
Me i no be perfect man oh o
Oh my baby let me know
Are

by my own
They want to know who I'm talking about in my songs
They want to know if the money came from a loan
They wonder how I continue to carry

She chose up and wasn't worried about her dude
Yeah we know you dropped, we get it nigga, we heard you
We just not trying to hear you rap about what

throw up 
And just to be honest I came a long way but this is so far from over 
Looking in the mirror talking to myself cuz I've been trying to get

So creative
Yeah, this the testimony music
Just listen
Okay, okay

Which side are you on
The good or the bad
But most of these people are clones

Was turning in to
Somebody that I don't like
Left me cold
StilI turned it into diamonds
With all the pressure that you
Put me through
All this money

say is true
When you say you love me..

The bank stops by each morning
And like the morning deer all my money runs
And with each honest seed I'm

like judasi
Kilonwi melo mofe sosi
All day I been grinding non- stopping
For my money
My pains dem no see
I be dey ask this baby
Will you stand by with

dark corner at every event
Other likkle things mi get fi realize 
Introvert behavior start fi normalize
Most times, when we talk 
Mi hear di agony
BUT

the slang
So tell me when im drawn in this jawn
Wanna get you out them draws and
Do some more
Girl i like the way you playin with it
No vanilla, twisted,

me a run for my money Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry

This is all I am capable of on the surface But your endless denial defeats the purpose All

black
Making us fight each other for success
And even then we're supposed to expect racial disrespect
So we become stressed
No right way to earn this

tla re thola ko top jaaka drogba

Verse 1

Like I'm Drogba
I'm tryna get this ball money
With no cutty
I'll be smoking on that Bob Marley
She says