Lyrics:
dead, broke up my ass and turned me to a savage
I look like a rabbit with all of these carrots and nigga I'm stacking
Yeah, I counted that money, do this
Never mind a hater, hater on my mind, never
Stop flexin' nigga you was hot in '97
Money make the rules, bad bitches get to choosin'
Talkin' bout that
this shit too deep
So I hooked up with my comrades so we can all get rich, nigga
Yea yea, one time, for your motherfuckin' mind
Pimp shit bitch
three, two, one
I was 'posed to love you until the sun was done
Said I changed when the money start comin'
How the fuck you think I wasn't gonna catch
0106 (Skrrr)
Volume 5, The Cypher
1 man Thousand
I'm getting used to this
Kw3mo,
My name be phyl4lyph amazing rapper
Been raising bars ablazed in
Oh
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it fall out from the sky
Throw it up, throw it up
Watch it all fall out
cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That's on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin'-3
Down by the river (that river)
That's where I
through so much money that I need three hands to count it
I woke up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari
Took my Rolex and chopped it and stuffed it
blow my mind everyday my baby eeee
And baby I dey think about you my baby
Everyday I'm missing you my baby
And you dey blow my mind everyday my baby eeee
against the wall
Disillusioning my mind
Praying that the Lord will one day hear my cry
Like when I thought it was a wrap
I was under attack
By the blebs in
Absolutely
(Mind been more than gone)
H'riiiiight? H'riiight (My eyes had felt betrayed)
Little bro just got the top marks in the whole country for three
the 3rd Ward Bossalinie
No such terms as let me when we all got plenty
Walking em skinny, cause I never over-looked a penny
Money talks, my whomps,
parents share often. When I was two or three years old, I was with my family at a swimming pool. The pool had a diving board and unbeknownst to them, I got
the front door
We better go through the back
See, that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
deep, beat sleep
With a Mossberg wrapped in my seats
Three deep in my Jeep, chief, run with the Young Gunz
Strugglin' and strivin', that's how
n
Young boy burden on my head
Fa wo manna no bi mane y3n
I can't be alone by myself in this world
Risky I'm not taking that
The pain the agony on my chest
the world)
I keep three bad bitches for all my niggas
Wave your fingers if you're feeling the same
(I'm screamin' fuck the world)
One for the money
Two
where I drop my sling
I'm deep in the South kicking up top game
Bouncing on the highway switching fo' lanes
Screaming through the sunroof, money ain't
where I drop my sling
I'm deep in the South kicking up top game
Bouncing on the highway switching fo' lanes
Screaming through the sunroof, money ain't
I got murder on my mind
I was hoping it would stop
It's been 'bout 3 weeks
Now I gotta make him drop
Fronting all yo' moves
That's how you become
life
And this is how i'm livin', this is how i'm livin'
One, never chase the money let the money come
Two, if they negative get rid of em
Three, mind
been on my mind
I just wanna get a little time
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Fast forward I ain't heard of Jack in a minute
Surrounded by fake
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
the facility at half past three
Pullin up to the stoplight and who do we see?
Stick up kids, they ten deep, rollin the other way
Inside my head, I heard a little
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