Get Money
Fano
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I came up from the gutters wit my brothers Had to keep my dukes up cuz I ain't really have my mother I was in the field alone thru that rain and that thunder Makin plays in the same clothes other niggas would've shuddered I be on that real shit niggas be out here just bluffin I be on that pill shit I took his bitch and then I stuffed her I was in that Hellcat speedin you could hear the muffler Can't put my heart in no bitch I'll be stupid if I cuffed her I was in the trap with the oven on for sum heat Used that oven in the trap to whip shit put it on the street NV and Rell make dope shit, say put Fano on the beat Principal never caught me with drugs and that was always are beef You a pussy nigga f*ck you doin with that Dog Food Feel like 42 Dugg cuz bitch I be countin all blues My gang takin home the trophy yall gang can all lose Still hurt to see Reggie's face plastered all over the news I ain't gonna kap when I was in the pen I had a pen and pad Typical hood nigga mom left, dead dad I was focused on sum pussy I forgot about the bag Got my shit straight instead of my toes now my shoes they be tagged I started to get bread now these niggas be actin funny Started gettin cheese now these rats be steady tryna f*ck me I grinded for this aint shit have to do with bein lucky Biggie told me since I was a jit to F*ck Bitches, Get Money F*ck Bitches, Get Money Count Fifties, Count Hunnids F*ck Bitches, Get Money Count Fifties, Count Hunnids F*ck Bitches, Get Money Count Fifties, Count Hunnids F*ck Bitches, Get Money Count Fifties, Count Hunnids F*ck Bitches, Get Money Count Fifties, Count Hunnids Feel Like Lil Joker Hunnids and Fifties Over Bitches And Titties F*ck tryna be krispy I'm tryna touch a Milli I be out the way but I still be up in my city You can catch me switchin lanes tryna have my girl wimme Trust and believe I stayed down for my day ones They finna be all eating wimme when that day comes Finna have leftovers opps gonna be like Save sum Get up out my face up it at your face like band class this a big drum Put my dead opps in a wood and then I spark the blunt See the red dot it aint good nigga you better go duck Could've made her bed rock but shit I ain't wanna f*ck Swear To God I Be smacked as hell it gotta nigga feelin stuck I wanna make it out da hood instead of leavin in a box Tired of bein big dawg of my block Gotta stop Chapo side of me from keep on sellin all these rocks Get Money F*ck Bitches Nigga that's the main fuckin plot
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