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Had to dub back for da remix catch a nigga lackin on some sweet shit
Live by da gun you gon die by it, I really practice wat I'm preachin
Fareal tho

Yea
Just touched down in your city
I'm 'bout to get litty
I might spend like fifty
Yea
These demons try'na get me
But I'm moving way too shifty
I

one can do it better
No one can do it better 

He knows
Get that money, baby
He know
Treat me like a lady
He know
When to put it on me
I know
When

single day
Got the hundys and the singles, man
Got the 50s and the 20s too
I got money every single way
I’m’a get it ’cause I’m poppin’
I’m’a get it ’cause

M.D.B
Uh Um
Man, press play
Yea
I'm Ted Bundy, I been had Bitches, I still got money
A little rugged, I hit my blunt
and I'm gettin' chubby
Don't

stressin
I just wanted to win and I did it they tell me they love I care but I don't get attached
Ain't no more paid by the hour a hunnit a second I figured

Extend the carbon with a 50 round make him do the fabo
I did this all by myself i didnt even need a label
I told my son to stack his money like he buildin

I'm a Beast

Mista Rello

Touch It, Vol. 13

2008

Chours~
So get it understood boy
I am from the hood boy
Came up from the dirt
Self made hustler ima beast(ima beast)

Verse~
I'm surrounded by all

with me
Is a tit for a tat
Don't know how to flex
So i pour up the act

All of that playing
Gone get your ass whacked
Don't get mad get glad

Money

That's How I Did 'Em

Big Daddy Kane

Daddy's Home [Clean]

1994

of practice, you thought that you was
On the money so I took you out like taxes!
Now you can flea off, releasin me g, easy be
To keep the great mc
Then I throw

Thats How I Did 'Em

Big Daddy Kane

Daddy's Home

1994

a whole lot of practice, you thought that you was
On the money so I took you out like taxes!
Now you can flea off, releasin' me g, easy be
To keep

you ain't feeling me yet?
Get to checking out my neck full of prongs
These diamonds is wet
Money's on the way
Dope's on the way
Bricks's on the way
I

Flexing on the gram
Flexing at the store
You ain't getting cash yea i know you broke
Yea i know you broke get the fuck out of my Mansion
Money on my mind if

out them panties
Shawty a snack straight out the pantry hoe im a mac don't get too fancy
I beat up the trap i need every cent
I'm counting up racks im

Cold Hearted II

Meek Mill

Championships

2018

'm like Derrick Rose on a 50-point night on a daily basis, nigga
For the love of the millions, royalty over loyalty, never get it confused
I got real

Bands
I mean them bands
I'm talkin' about money, them bands
Wooah
(It's Tidus on the beat)

Pray to Lord I get them bands
(Bands)
Seen my daddy count

No Flaws

Young Scooter

The Recipe

2018

on but I ain't brought it all with me
Bail thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the 50s (Dropping mad 50s)
First foreign I ever had was a 650 (Skrt skrt)

money no projects
All these rack rack racks nigga I just cleared another bag 
Ran through it too fast told the plug gotta double that 

Verse 1 

I just

up
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga, get your bread up
La-da-da, da, da-da-da, da

I'm double R from the O, I mean a long time ago
He took me

'm just tryna get rich
And maybe fuck Karrueche (Aye, aye)
If it's money back there, I'ma bust a U-ey
(Skrrt, skrrt) bump yo head with a bullet
If you bump

diss
Guess I made them hot tell them why you piss
Is it cause your girl going down on my

I got fifty on the liq
I got hoes getting lit
I got O's by

Intro: (50 Cent)
(Two street kids now men, its sad it had to end this way, But before i go into that...lets start from the begining....)

Intro: (50

up, and  up
Feel like I'm 50 cent ,so many niggas want me dead

But them niggas can't do shit, promise to God I'll kill you dead
On, some smoke

to that/
Manifestation rap/
The infiltration from the station got us pacing back/
I stay in tact like a poster/
Posted in the crib, hopeful. Watching 50 Cent