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of all the shitty
Cards I’m dealt out of deck

Aye riding in the hooptie I’ma still
Get where I’m going i’ma get the s550
Long as I keep money flowing
I

been texting mommy 
She mah queen Nefertiti I'mma keep it solid
For my one and only lady imma get the money 
Imma pull up I  ain't kidding  cause my

claim
Rob me a nicca you know I got me a stain
Going through money I'm letting it rain
Hear how I'm talccing you can hear my pain
Got my choppa I'm

me six feet in the dirt for it
By the way she get on her knees every night, told that bitch that she should go to church more (For real)
I'm nineteen,

and then back
Where you can see everything
From legislation to crack
And the education for blacks is
Get it by any means
Where niggas in the hood ain't

(Crossroads) i hope we all grow
(All grow) 
Pour out some liquor for these lost souls
(yeah)
I keep that burner by my torso (Bla-ouw)
And I'm on tour so (Tour

daughter to keep her bra on
She drop it for a nigga with money I saw
She sobbed, she sought
All for some lust
Fuck all these bitches, I don't give a fuck

make a Mill (Yea)
Then reinvest this money
Til it start piling up for real (Yea)
Then reinvest these hunneds
Til they start stacking up
Like steel (Yea)

the one to blame
The liquor went from numbing me to killing me
It's hard to chill with you now cause the energy is different
The love is gone I can tell by

ain’t sign no deal the bitches I fuck be from far away . She know that I’m thuggin my niggas be bustin wake up ta mo money I’m hard to day . Another young

conform to heavens door
Working morning eleven to four am
I A-M meant for more
 
I'm a nice ass motherfucker
Working hard and going upward
I've had this

(ow)
When you're headed for them
Gold and silver circles (on the road)
Independent, you ain't gotta go commercial
(yeah I know) , no

Blessed by all

you thought about it I know you acknowledged that
I am a young nigga with money to count
You tryna fuck me for clout I realized it
Like Keanen you

kill more
And these stupid niggas still slow
You still slow for real though
What you hear for?
Ain't trying to hear nothing till
A bullet hit his earlobe

RE-UP Money & choppers
The game been infiltrated by niggas with BITCH ways
Sell they SOULS to get paid & ride Another niggas wave
I'll go back to hustling

that bleed 
'Cuz all I see is people murder for currency 
What feeds man's greed? Money and fame? 
So much pain seeing bombs over Ukraine 
Thought we had

Please do not speak if you was gone leave from the start
It be hard when trynna go get this shit all out the mud by yourself I'm just saying
Lookin

was looking for a me I was never scouted
I used to hold my money tight like I never found
Now all I do it count it up, count it up, count it
Man shout

I got my flowers by twenty one
I got, I got, I got
'Cause I got nothing but sober In my baggage
It's now more easier to manage what used to damage

and my money by my pistol
I am with whatever, wherever, nigga, I'm bout my issue
And if you think you better tell the ref to blow the whistle
But right

The weed burn slow but the money burn fast
I grind and I hustle just to make this cash
I'm swimming through the money don't u hear it go splash
I'm

a bag and head up out the planet
Got my head up but it's stuck inside a attic
Music money I be like a addict
Stupid dummy I see hella damage
I don't multi

a world where dimes used to be money
Now they good looking honies
We separated by the slang that we use and all the words
That we choose to change

move along
Everything is fine here
You could get a little bit of money
Not no ideas"
I got an idea, fuck that shit, go mad hard
Mad hard i just put