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When you speak my name (On God)



Course i got the money on sight

If i touched down then it’s going live

Couple bad shawtys by my side

If i
That shit don't even tick (Tick)
Diamonds dancing, yea they gliss (Gliss)
Got this money from this hit (Hit)
Niggas pay me like it's rent (Rent)
Talk
heart is melting
A sky full of lighters
The night is starry
My money talk to me, schizo
Cut off my ears when you talkin', Van Gogh
No time for audibles,
The Money's on the way
The dope's on the way
The bricks's on the way
Go crazy bout this cake
The Money's on the way
The dope's on the way
The paper so fast, got to chase that
I just been running to money
Bitch I been getting to the bag
I just been running to money
Making these fuck niggas mad
I
bruise 'em
Cause we got that G-music that you play when your cruisin', huh
And I don't talk much bet your ass I do alot
Got the hood jumpin' from
Halleluway, Halleluway,
Making that money,
TCO,
Your boy Steel,
Halleluway, halleluway,
Verse 1
Well you know by now I'm a baller, makin' that money, getting'
Money

They talk a lot of shit, I think they breath stink (yah yah)
My girl a 10 'cause ugly hoes depress me
Presidential watch I belong in the west
beg
It will take effort to get me
We can put it in a bet
Oh let's put it in a bet
I say I'll be living off publishing songs
And I put money on it
Bae
counterfeit
I'd rather be broke than a liar who tries to inspire by
Preaching quick, anything worthy take time
A wall ain't a wall, build it up brick by brick
live by, ways I kiss by
We all murderers in the eyes of all ours
So when I pull a bubble up and back in your car
When I spit sixteen's you gonna wish
and you na together i swear i go dey by your side
everything i got i go give to you
my money and my soul oh nor
everything i buy i go buy for two
my girlli
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
screaming on these records that I'm rich
Calling people from my number now I block it 
Cause there's nothing worse then getting haunted by a stalkin' ass
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
You only talk about money
You only talk about fame
You always talk about fashion
And all around you act the same

If that's all that you do
You won't
It's been a
Long time since I'm seeing you smile
What's changed
Let's talk
Know it's been a while
Okay my fault I ain't been around
But let's pick
Not talking bout racks I don't want talk no more
A hook by Young I'Sa a 10 fasho
I was dripping I had the Givenchy coat
It came with the title we
I know this feeling I got
I'm feeling like it’s a feeling they forgot
A feeling handed to by god
A feeling, I'm feeling deep within my gut
shooting like 23
I see it in front of me
They throwing shade, but I'm under the money trees
These rappers they babbling
Talk less, all they music I'm
talk about my matter
Say the boy don blow
Say boy don collect
God I know say this life na turn by turn
But when he go reach my turn
I want collect
Better shoot ya shot if I don't drop
Then you got it by spin the block
Your whole hood gettin' got
Talk ain't enough
Whoop his ass
If they won't smoke,
block, he wuss
Swear my girlfriend Jesus Christ, by the way she be stuck on my wood
Flip them page like a Bible
Way I spend my money, wood
I be prayin'
a time we living in

WW3 underway
Im just privileged

Yada yada
Money talk
Blah blah blah blah
Money talk
Goo goo ga ga
Baby when money lost
cin't nobody

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