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don't do it for the money, maybe fame
It's important that you see I just never played the game
They be brainwashing our brains, make us go insane
We stop

the fame imma stay in my lane
Sipping drank for the pain flipping packs all summer
Now serving at the window automatic with extendos
Tuck ya chain it ain't

zirconian cubic

[Chorus]
Only money matters in the game, f-ck the fame
I gotta eat dollar signs, feed my hunger pain
music like me, dont worry, leave you

it down
Cause Im dropping gems and im giving game
Lets get the money fuck all the fame
Use one eye when i wanna aim
And I burn the beat with the yoga

Million dollars by the end of the summer thats the object

I know shawty finna' cut up for that bag 
Young street n**** be wit hittas put them killers on yo

Standing out like hood niggas that's talking no slang 
Hello I go by just another no name
Tryna take the straight lane in this crooked game
Where instead

born by yourself 
But worrying bout dying alone
I can never be you just standing still i move alone 
Fishy people be creeping they out here tryna do you

with the combo
Tripping off the contact
Built for combat
Till he John Doe
Uh
Yea
Inspired by the Pablo’s , Capo’s , El Chapo’s
Head Hancho’s
Top Dawgs ,

a mortal man 
Been skipping out on summer days transporting more then a portal can
I’ve been outta my senses and outta my head still caught in the terrors

check perspective and hold the fame,
Used to numb it like frank, lil nova cane,
Step by step still don’t know the way,
Drop it clean how you mean, I don’t

of the game turned
Teacher in a year
Fame and fortune will always change positions
If you never thinking positive then you
Will always be an opposition
It's

at the world but I took your girl to ??? for a fish dish my guy
I want the crown, born in D.C
Raised in the P.G. stayed by Cherry Hill
I had to ride the metro

crazy like a damn typhoon
Come near me, you a god damn fool
You getting hyped up for the game
Ain't going to get no fame
Not Nas X, Call me by your name

Shawty so hot she go make me melt
Babygirl its to hot to play games
She gave me a fever thats how i felt 
When she pull up to the pool
Bikini fitting

It's bizarre, I'm a master, hah
Cause another massacre
Copping with a MasterCard a faster car
Tuatara, if you gonna compare, is by far a bare

When the summer due

What you gonna do? I know
How I'll humble you
I ain't gonna rumble you
I'll put a gun to you
Look dog, I'm small, kinda slinky
Thats

bout the money it's not bout the fame
Think about why I go by my last name
Needa prevail uh
Needa prevail in the game (No cap)
I needa go prove my

the land of the Ku Klux Klan
Sharpening these arrows an archer finding  my range
I keep a bullseye on doves softened by fame
How could I be pressed when

profits
I'm running game on lames they lost it
They front for fame that ain't no boss shit
Heard what you claim and I'm exhausted
No summer chain I want it

to blame, wanting fortune and fame is a never ending life-long game

This one's for the boys back at home
Keep fighting everyday
Long live the boys back

that's built to last on rainy days
And flourish in a summer haze
Cause even if I'm down
They'll never get the best of me
I know I got the recipe
Wait for

the lesson
Ima keep giving the game
People see me and ask questions like its answers to fame
When you down you only come up
Shit that's what they say
I know

Princess cuts them prime jewels
What they saying isn't the truth
What they saying isn't the truth
I'm a hot boy fraud boy for the hell of it
I make a summer

get-sick
Bitch, get kicked
I got me some checks
Rocking on sum chucks
Grab em by the neck
Step on heads crush
Stacked on last rush
System malfunction
Faint