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Rick Owen with my sweater, can tell I'm doing better
Top floor with my fellas, only hang with steppers, Antag full of steppers, you play that
Chop go

the whole world on my back
I pray the Lord keep on track
Never forget that 
The love of this money is a trap
Stay woke am never gone Black
Whoa! Too many

the whole world on my back
I pray the Lord keep on track
Never forget that 
The love of this money is a trap
Stay woke am never gone Black
Whoa! Too many

got it
You ain't speaking my lingo if the money ain't the topic
If she say she gone pop it
I think she mean that
Me and shorty in the room playing

the party
Rick and Neen they had a baby shower
I forgot so I was tardy
But when your water break
I'll be there to tell that jit I'm sorry
All this gold on my

independent
We breaking the rules and the law
You can just tell how I'm rocking
The way that I'm rocking
Is not by the brand of my clothes
I need a bad bad bad

to my shit if you ain't gone share it
And that's True Kese by the way, It's Greezy
I think I found my groove
Young M.A every line a Ooouuu
You all, need

money - where tha hell is my deposit

I get up on my grind hoe (grind hoe...), I stay up on my grind hoe (grind hoe...)
I know you want my grind hoe

was on some blues shit
Lay back I’m tryna kiss on you baby
Rick Owens she rock that jimmy chop baby
Snapchat We tryna flex on you bitch
I’m tryna flex

That's her mom's cake, yeah
Hundred stack in my black jeans
I bet it all on this rap game
Young nigga
Fight dreams
Get money
Fuck fame
Pass bitches
Run

rock 'em like some new Rick
I'm tired of your girl I need a new chick
Baby i'm just tryna chill no Netflix
When I pull up you know i'm leaving with a wet

winning
I started making better decisions
Then they wasn't giving no interest
Now I need paper with interest
40 on me with extensions
That's if it's some

it all on my own
Cause I don't need nobody to save me
And to the gods yah boy is coming home
Can't hold you back so please stop that waiting
And go

Never Scared

Bone Crusher

AttenCHUN! [Clean]

2003

the world was sucka free, it just be me and my niggaz left
I ain't neva scared, I got big hammers everywhere
In places where you need yo passport at, I

and get me it fast, it feels like im famous at last
Flash
Back to the days, where I stayed in a place
When I smoked by myself, and my thoughts would erase

blooding sum
We love you Lowry
Money or love
Need a knife to get to my heart
Frank my twin
I been focused on that bag no switching up
Push of a button I

Look
I gotta keep calm like the brand's tied with Lebron James
I get impatient sometimes I feel like I need things
Lace up my J's Count up my G's I

call me that tell me, I want a trip to Aruba. They just need my credit card number. Listen, do what I do. They call me, but before they can say anything,

drop top I'ma bend them corners
Did this shit Ion need no pointers
Money, money, money its in that order
Thumbin' through the hundreds Ian got no

is bigger than money and fame
Sometimes I get down and I drown in self hate
When that passes away though this hunger remains
Something about my work

and some weed
cll I need is my cheese, my roti, my bread
Talking about that fucking money, them Gandhis, them Benjies
Talking about that damn grind, I'm that

way of L.A
You know that city of the angels is where I stay
S.O.S. and Honor Flow yo, we don’t play
I’ll put this hook in your ears and I’ll drag you by

way of L.A
You know that city of the angels is where I stay
S.O.S. and Honor Flow yo, we don’t play
I’ll put this hook in your ears and I’ll drag you by

pussy in this galaxy

But that's enough with all that astronomy
Let's get back to my re-fuckin' ality
I'm a hot girl, I-I-I-I-I'm a hot girl, yeah, yeah