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and Ghost died, I even tried to buy some poles for niggas
Put my cash on Instagram then post it like you stole it from me
'Posed to be my homie but you

Benjamins
Get my cash up but bet imma spend it
Opps be so stressed in my presence
Get shot in the chest with the FN
Walk in and flex on the president
Kid I'm

straight gas
Flipping the Cash
Bitches gone want what they want
But I swear that these bitches can't have
Posted up trying to stack it to the ceiling
Money

All about my cash cannot put your picture in my frame
Pull up bang I will never change always stay the same
And you a lame nothing to claim it's still

if this line long
Have my homie slang that iron if he move wrong
V-lone 
All across my back with this cash on me
Roll him up
Want smoke got this gas I

legit
On the low I got it lit
Think they hot but we blowing out they shit, candle

Opps be broke I'm feeling rich
I want money by the handful
Got em

to tak
Nehovorím o sebe, že som najlepší, ani že tento rok je moj
No hovorí to mne fakt dosť vela ludí, neviem, asi je to tak
Ak by mi nabudúce bude chcieť

Get up off your ass, go and get some cash
Show 'em you mean business (yeah)
Go above and beyond, evolve, these niggas so primitive
Left the murder

can hit like thunder
Both move risky at nighttime
Early morning we counting up cash
Niggas telling me we going nowhere fast
Man don't live in the past

moment
Maturing's acting less like tony and to be like Sosa
They stand at attention, but I just creep by unnoticed
Cant tolerate distractions because I

want these shackles free
My hands up officer
What more could you want from me?
Clear you just see red
Judgement clouded by jealousy
I'm tired of fucking

Baptized by the river, wishing he was here 'cause

They don't make 'em like that anymore
Anymore, they don't make 'em like you
You're so small town

bitch find another route I got the drive like a lambo
Dashboard Danny still chasing cash now bitches
I'm using my brain and I'm on hard to make decisions

You can get above that
Just find what you love, and never look back
And the problem is always to get enough cash
Avoid bad debt and loans they'll get

on her body cores it
She a demon could tell by her messages
Gotta work on the dreams I invested in
Timberland big stepper be steppin in
Oh Stop
Okay
Did I

on my own made a way
Scoop me a hitter trey five of the za for the play
Then slide on the hill by the way
Bussing the bank take my cash then i go bout my

figures get momma a house
Niggas talking bout shit they don't know bout
Brody sleep with the drac he gon show out
Up on the score by 20 it's a blow out

Give it cash let it last ask it if it wants some food feed its ass
Why we fantasize about the rear that shit fucking grinds my gears
This shits funny man

lepiej
Ja nie jestem święty ale wiem że becel to becel
Nie zawsze czyste ręce ale życie to survival
Nie ma czasu by się przygotowywać
Się nie poddam bo

stamps
You need to close your trap
Cause you's a hot a**
Think you got a**
So imma spend my cash
But you's a H.A.M.
Hot A** Mess
Got half you a** hangin'

qu'ils font du cash, pas pour plaire aux folles
Ça gère l'terrain, ça t'voyait partir en cours
Deux ans plus tard, y en a qui sont partis en couille
Ils

on change shit
I been waiting since June yeah
I can tell how the waves switch
I can tell by the moon
Still holding the city down yeah
Just me and my goons

a quarter till, bet I make him come by three
Nigga can't hype me, shit is unlikely
I like niggas who be ballin', but he can't buy me
Bitches can't try me,

and look for other stuff
(Wack)
Another species extinct cos of us
(Wack Wack)
For cash there's nothing the government won't cover up

Democrats that