Lyrics:
brother;
Didn't have no money for college, he was taught the street knowledge.
Part of the plan;
To keep us fightin' in the street, instead of becomin'
By the way that I'm ballin', I'm on my way to the pros
Hunnit pack play, I'ma break it down
If it ain't bout money, don't come around
You bozo nigga,
I'm the fuckin' man, y'all don't get it, do you?
Type of money, everybody acting like they knew you
Go Uptown, New York City, bitch
Them Spanish
snoop d-o double-g
(See you niggas on)
Cause my life's worth more than
The money that ya' live and die for
And where I'm from my nigga you get shot
For
to the top, 'till the very last drop (yeah)
I'll make you tapes of the rhymes I say
I'm selling sex rhymes by the pound
You horny MCs, won't gather 'round my
kings with a dream
Sellin that d
Tall-t jabo jeans, gas tank on E
Its some money by the store
You know a king gone eAT
Bad bitch caught my eye
But she
sure it's 'bout money when you mention me
Cause I gotta get mo'
It's dollas on the line when I get gone
If you tired of hearing 'bout it every song
Make
guidance before I made my decisions
Never loaned a bird though I lived by the pigeons
Had the purp like the ravens I was cursed with the vision
That's so
paper
Money hungry I need me some acres
In the valley I don’t need no neighbours
Different sauce I got all types of flavours
By myself like I’m Derrick
Cash Money)
I'm sick of it, niggas illiterate
And I need me seven
Zeroes or somethin' legitimate
I done shot at niggas, and I been shot at
I done had
I made a ten a fo'
Was taking niggas money and was itching for mo'
Laughing in their faces and said you're all making me rich
Till one punk got
mornin 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch it's time to dick her
I ain't in love with
the early mornin' 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my b****, it's time to dick her
I ain't in
always be broke, but not broke like that
She took me by surprise
and now I'm only fucking it
She wanna stop me now
but now I have this other things
She
me
E get as e de do me
When you go come see me yeh yehh
Money come
Money go
Money go
Where we de
We still dey here on a solid note
Make we come by
by papi house
Call up Mo cause he move with the ratchet now
He might shock a nigga bring the static out
I can’t fuck with the flaw or the fint like I’m
niggaz runnin they mouh, niggaz cessed you out
That's how it goes down
What happened to the days when we could hug a block
flippin rocks and just get money
on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a
Pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fk wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you know da game
Same shit different hoes
We
Improving everyday I'm making my own way
Can't get no sleep I been staying up so late
Ain't talking no money the fuck up out my face
I stay by my lonely I'm
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
connect oh
Dey Recollect oh. Oh
Everybody dey find money
Owo dun owo dun
Call me by my name
Omo dun, Balogun
I no Dey idle
I'm doing my move
This one my big
in his arms, broken
A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up North by milletas
Ma-ma, battlin', cancer,
Huu yee
Ohh yaa
Holan
Saint Gold ohh
Of the city ehh
Dice on this one (Dice boy)
Dice on this one
Shey you know me ko holy
Bad boy mo fa poly
For
Praying on my downfall
I regret to inform
You pussy ass boys n bitches
I'm getting to the money
Like business
Hustle and grind
Don't be wasting my time
I'm
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