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the best things in life 
cre the things that money just can't buy

Like a good friend that's there for you
Finding love that you know is true
Spending time

with the deadbeats
Usually spited by my Goldilocks
While first movin' flocks I'm movin' drops
Cop the Ferrari when I'm roomin' the range
Two of the same

Under a Stone

The Outfield

Rockeye

1992

Late night pleaser spends her daytime teaching
In the small town missionary hall
Back seat teaser never takes any money
But her friends make it nailed

my god, why won’t you just get a job”
Baby you know who talking too
Self made I’m my own boss 
Gifts given to me by god
Kick it with the homies down

The Sound of Sunshine Going Down

Michael Franti & Spearhead

The Sound of Sunshine

job but not my friends, you see"

Here I am
Just waiting for this storm to pass me by
And that's the sound of sunshine going down
That's the sound

All I do is add is up swipe and do that shit again
Addicted bout these divides hardly eat with your friends
Everybody switch up no need for me

And the diamond jack called no man friend
The diamond queen saw muds ordeal
Began to think of her long lost son
Fell to her knees with a mother's mercy
Prayed

Money so tall, like a titan
Running an errand
Founded this wave, I'm a baron (oh, yeah)
Doing the most, it be scary
I be like Terry, with the crews

cash in
Then cash out the mansion

Cash out deposits
Got a whole lot of options
Got a whole lot of money
So we got a whole lot of problems

Made it

up and down hydraulic brakes
Melanin getting killed by the jakes
They body move around like ducks and drakes
Okay Okay
They throw our bodies up in

We like sound money, with intrinsic value
Uncensurable, scalable and hard

Stack friends who stack sats
Take some orange pills together and chill
Stack

breed bleed like humans
Towns run
By young guns, Outlawz and truants
Shit's deep
Turn eighteen, burn my will when I go
Burnt my body with my shotty

leaves
Since a nigga wanna play, you'll think I hang with Josh
How a nigga keep a drake, all that nigga seen was chop
With the green in between, treat this

niggas that be on the breaking news
Ooh, ooh, the money and power I got (I got)
Couple friends, I don't got a lot (a lot)
New friend on my right when

a little money

You sit at home and cry and complain all day
I truly though that we were friends for a change
I wanna drive back home before it gets late

a loss
With the mask on
Mask on can't touch me
Got it all on lock down like 2020

Trapped in the dark
Brought the fire
Surrounded by the shadows
Still

on the Drake just for playing with me
And you better get yo hoe, cause she can't lay with me
You better get to her mans, cause he can't hang with us
Calling

out of money
But not alone
With a girl who made me go
Oh my
But I
Struggle with my
It won't get up
My best friend's letting me down
What did I ever do

will you see me father
Straight up, straight up
Tell me what's yo' deal man
Straight up, straight up
Only with me if you real man

All niggas still

or telling
I was in the bitch pussy and melon
Love the money and I love the vanilla
Why vanilla hanging out with the killers?
Why the trapper try to turn me

friends
Shits been getting so tense cause she know I'm prince
She been living in my head and she ain't paying no rent
I know... that I gotta let her go
She

comin' with your shit raps
You man are get bitch-slapped, by some bitch that I bitch-slapped when I was high on a spliff
And a six pack, and a bitch back

found
Killed by accident no one can tell
Your mining's all over poor miner farewell

Dad worked like a Trojan his money to save
I'm afraid that he worked

gon' lie, I did my shit, I had to take that risk
Don't care bout nothin', 'bout the money, gotta make that shit
Run down with hella fuckin' sticks, boy,