Lyrics:
We lit prob by Fidem beats ft Tameesia
Hook
Pour up spark that
Hit the blunt n then kick back
Pour up spark that
Get the money we gone flip that
Cause we judge by the court
Victims of extort
But you know
They gone let the money
Kill them, take it, done them
Tell me that they ready
Why the fuck
fucked by money
Thoughts just knocked by money
So I need more money money
Reality
my Problem
Focus on my grind
Money on mind
If you see me nah you go hide
Because I nor de reason your Pride
I nor de reason your pride
Came from
Man i used to be phony
Until i started getting money
Cause i don't care if you be for me
Man i been grinding by my lonely
I see these niggas switching
I woulda given you the money
You wouldn't have given me shit, you fuckin' know it
I woulda given you the money
You're lying
We were done, remember?
I
people like me so you can grow your fuckin' business
I do need that green
I said, that's what's happening
They say mo' money mo' problem
But I need that
the game by being broke, it's up to you if you stay broke
Don't you find it a little funny, people always want the money
Because, I want money, life's not
get money by any means, run it up
Uh huh, to be, or not to be?
Havin' 'em lit, if it ain't homicide I don't commit
Y'all throw a fit when you don't
Fawcett
I'm just tryna make better music
Get this money, share the profits
Now this class getting led by students
Smoke some weed, get head while I do
a bigger roof
Money got me skippin' every class
Tryna kill 'em for the summer
The teachers ain't teachin' the judge taught us numbers
We was raised by
discretion advised, please cover your eyes
Little kids, get out of here, this shits is homicide
Drugs and money, this ain't no Bugs Bunny
Little girls too,
door
All them race for the money at the end of the road
Fully-loaded by my waist, I'm bout to explode
I'm on a mission for the money, ain't shit funny
love sex, money, and drugs
She only love sex, money, and drugs
Coconut Grove is a very small cove
Separated from the sea by a shifting shoal
We didn't
me
CREAM, get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'all, y'all
Of course all the hardcore heads
This one goes out to you
Crank up the volume one time
Peace
That's it right there, Gnealz
Step (Ayy) , step (Ayy)
I'm steppin', nigga, step (Gang)
Step (Woo) , step (Woo)
I'm steppin' over steps (Go)
Step by
gon' ride Boat all night
Long just like a Chevy
I fuck my bitches by the sixes
No goin' steady
She wanna borrow money, I'm like no
I just thought that I
through the spot real heavy on the waist
So when they wanna move, we put 'em in they place
Yo, I was schooled by the hood, raised by the wolves
Trained by
Satan’s Close By
Verse:
Just another day another night,
Just another man to waste some time ,
Counting all this bread and all my damages ,
I’m
the good the bag the ugily
the money's around your way lovely
where for art thou Meth tical god child
I pack a smile like crocidile profile
Aight man, big money conversation poppin' off right here
Large numbers and plenty zeros (hmm-mm)
Hides yo' hoes and protect yo' egos (yeah)
What
oh
Ooh you so nasty
Amateur pole dancing
Come and get this cash from me
They call me rain man
She tried to rain dance
Money so long it will
an example by an ex-trapper
Dress the coupe in the shoes, now that's dapper
Ain't nothin' but the street life
That's money, cars and hoes
It's the only
between right and wrong
We should all live life by one fact
Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come right back
I seen cats go out like suckers
I seen
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