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By the age of 28 I was making money moves 
So much money that I needed an accountant
The world is mine Scarface
Any friend or family can be replaced

running, my water keep on gettin thicker, still muddy
A broke certified wigga, lil money, in kingergarden with my dick in a cubby
I ripped so many

race 
Poverty is not your fate 
So don’t give up 
Make you try again 
Street na by grace o 
That is why I dey pray o 
Baba show me grace o
Karaye sope mo

Yeah mane, you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song, man 
Like a damn rapper 
Ah man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich, man, damn

In '09,

feelings Outta habit, still got the money to back 
It i bag it the strip club will turn to a pageant
How you rap and your nails Black aint no room in

Hit it bang
Money man
Mobbin gang
You can’t hang
Give no fucks
Counting bucks
Did it once
Did it once
Got no chill
Pop no pills
Still a thrill

I see him in his Button down 
Everything Gucci 
He said he had his bands up 
Like king louie 
I said i need a boss nigga 
Like Gucci mane 
One know

Diamonds and ice 

Gon fuck up the weather(ice)

Money, girl don’t fuck with me now 

Bitch don’t fuck with me now 

Weed mane that shit is  loud powww

that

not giving up for nothing

Rolling rolling action wo kosere mo
Money on my mind wo oga Ade mi o sere mo
Mo fe jeko ma ye won pe Picar o kere mo
Cos

I Ain't Going Back to Jail

Project Pat

Crook by da Book: The Fed Story

2006

to jail
I got mo' p**** to swell and mo' dreams to tell

I ain't going back to jail, I ain't going back to jail
And tell ya old man I ain't going back

by da vehicle,
I won't come to yo session.. record wit da members I trust em. That shit is mo feasible
Be like 80 degrees they pop out in camo n mask

to these groupie hoes
Still Nat Gang if you didn't know

Sometimes I feel low
Like I don't wanna do it no mo'
Soon as I try to let it go
You never know
I

[Chorus]
They know I'm crazy by the flow
N-gga never lazy 'bout my dough, dough, dough
I'm in the flesh but I'm quest for mo'
Bizzy, Wish, & baby

Boss like Gates boss like Gucci boss like Denzel staring in a movie
Sauced up boy (Boy)
Bossed up boy (Boy)
Wanna be a baller call me Lil Troy
Putting in

wise by the beat still fie in the streets but I'm learning my patience
Understanding a understatement when you don't know whoever you painting
Used

I’m Gucci
Diamonds on the link and this shit Gucci
I ain’t gotta wait I did this shit
Don’t fuck wit a fuck nigga I get Money
Feelings I step on when

I think I'm alive
You can't trust these bitches mane
They all dirty as fuck
You better off countin this money I'm telling you
Sold souls mane
We in

They the only people you should trust doe
Backstabbers everywhere now a days don't wanna play catch a tiger by the toe
Cos all that tiger gonna get, Is

you in Jacktown, nigga
I'm livin' my life in the fast lane, Out here chasin' this cash mane
Tell young niggas bout having thangs, tell by my hustle game

You underdig?

Fast money fast cars
Good vibes and bad broads
1 hunned my niqqas 1 hunned them clips
Hit a lick then a split Mo on his shit
Oooo
I

nigga Pac
Gotta go in on this one yeah, let's go

Give me my money and stacks and
Lace my swishas with kush, nigga
Hard liquor fuck up my liver
Guaranteed

your legs still shaking
And your mascara running
If somebody were to call up 12
See the scratches on my back
Bite marks on my neck it's a given
They gon

Act a Fool

Master P

Good Side, Bad Side [Clean]

2004

the hood
And I represent the street

Send money to the pen
Still f***ing with see (okay!)
R.I.P. to the n****z in the motherf***ing dirt
When I look

Ultimate Bitch it's a new day, bitch, mane
Pretty boy, you feel me?
Yeah man, it's your boy Lil B man
I'm rockin' on these niggas, strong arming
You