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Lost a lot of real ones, long live Renzo, no cap
Go, go
Slide, slide
Go
Told my brother, till we meet again, I forever got you
Staying safe inside the jungle clutching every chopper
That's my brother, not by blood, 'cause we got different mommas
Tryna make sure everybody eat, I'm stackin' every dollar
Straight off the dome, I ain't never seen a pencil
Bro had played with his life, now an everybody miss him
GMG, they took off, yeah, they took off like a missile
While I'm fuckin' all these hoes, but I swear I never kiss 'em
Use to throw fastballs, now I'm tryna ball fast
baby no U-turns, man f*ck my past, man f*ck my past
I'm just tryna get a bag, I'm tryna make shit last I'm tryna make shit last
I feel the success in my spirit
Can't let a lil bark next to it, shit, let's do it
Manipulate the cash let's do it, manipulate the cash get through it
Without you I'ma keep shit fluent, without me I'ma keep shit flowing
She fuckin' with the snot she goin', she fuckin' with the snot she goin' (snot, snot)
Told my brother, till we meet again, I forever got you
Staying safe inside the jungle clutching every chopper
That's my brother, not by blood, 'cause we got different mommas
Tryna make sure everybody eat, I'm stackin' every dollar
Straight off the dome, I ain't never seen a pencil
Bro had played with his life, now an everybody miss him
GMG, they took off, yeah, they took off like a missile
While I'm fuckin' all these hoes, but I swear I never kiss 'em
I can't trust no bitch, I'd rather clutch this Glock
I heard you love that bitch, but she just fucked the block
Designer on me now, you can check the sock
They know that that time is tickin', twenty-four on the clock
My bitch said she love me, that's another lie
Gotit can't save no bitch, so he won't even try
Whole world turning fake, the real ones in the sky
(Yeah, yeah, the real ones in the sky)
I'm a zombie, so his girl gave me brain
Got no brain, now this hoe just want fame
But this hoe trippin', leaving just how she came
Luv Dadon, I ain't playin' no game
Sparkle sippin', it go straight to my chain
Red lean, I don't pour, 'cause I can't
That bitch gay, cause she just want Celine
Play with me and we wettin', ya camp
I ain't trippin', boy, that's just who I am
You don't know me, boy who you knew is dead
I'm a real Don, and you just a fed
Y'all just ass, so my niggas ahead
Got no hope, with a 2 to your head
And I ain't number two, boy, who you playin
The time I'm on, I put time on your head
And it's Luv Dadon, hoe, I said what I said
It's Luv Dadon, hoe, you know what I mean
I been gettin' money, servin' these fiends
Bad bitch and her jeans fitted tight
Better trap at night, so you'll never be seen
The green runnin' everything around me
So you see, that's why it's Get Money Gvng
I got niggas 'round me who got real dreams
And I'll get money so that they can succeed
Get Money Gvng

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