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the trenches because it's home that's where I stay
I just want my money straight
But I say thank you my pain

Suck my dick...

I'm saying thank you 
Cause you

that im stunting
Yea you know that we stunting
Fuck all the fame im just trynna get money
Been in these streets im finessing you dummies
Im just being me

can check my status
I could G check a nigga and could fill the rafters
Don shit and I got them bodies on my conscience
Cuz money on ya books don't make

never touched us
This big drum will put em on a poster, Andre  Drummond
I get blunted up, and chase dis money Give a fuck who stunted
It don't even matter

down shit look like I’m in wheelchair
Was down bad in bama got money I’m still there
Everybody eating whole team get a meal here
Ain’t leaving

my angels watch over me
All these haters plot over me
They just want me fallen
They don't wanna see me balling
Big labels and they calling
Money what

Pull up in the rari fuck the keys
You ain't use to that
Know you wrong you suppose to be me
Won't get in to that
Now momma told me
Money just don't grow

sure really you

Be ok with who you really are
Bottom line you don't need them fancy cars
Nor the chains, nor the money, nor the tats, nor the ice,
it's

she'll be hoppin like a bunny
When I'm makin lots of money (Woah)
I'm makin' your system nervous
Don't need a purpose
Cause it's a service
To fuck your

20 50 100 catch met thuggin in my bag 2 day
Play me bout my money no discussion need it undelay

I drop them forgiato's on dat new coup
That's Another

il cervello la violenza non mi serve a niente, mi servirebbe
Un trolley pieno di money per levarmi dai coglioni tutta sta gente
I miei fratelli un'

Then spending all the money on my lady
Hating niggas always stay acting shady
Man down, man down, bitch mayday
I'm too turnted up, I’m wasted
I can hit

all I do is make a scene
Making waves when I'm only 18
My boys are doing more drugs than Charlie Sheen
Making money and I spend it with the team
All

good, I just need to go to class
Rockstar lifestyle for a young nigga...
All this blue cheese making my tongue bitter
I just wan spend the money and go

thankfull for my granny
I gotta set up all my goals for my money
S/o from my soul for my mommy
45 cho they homie
Free my guyz free my gee free my brodie

pikin di hungry so no time fi di waste no
I dey on fire I no fit slow down 
I be mami pikin so I need ma money yes
Je suis on faya je peut pas ralentire
I

just feel that 
There's A target on my back of a Cycle that's just ready to snipe you
See I want better
See they flaunt with all the money But I want

miren to's
Somos Lola y el Duketo, deja que gotee (¡Duko!)
Yo te compro lo que quieras si vos me querés
Suga-suga-sugar daddy, llueve money, bro
Como me

and the sky is the limit
Go inside SACS and the money I spend it
Pop me a Perc and I spin like a fidget
Your nigga pockets is short like a midget
Two tone

the do
I came in to get the dough
I stay in control
You cannot stop me
I been on the grind
Nigga I'm poppin
Money on my mind
Get it no option
Opened up my

down
And for that I bought her a range Rover
Look at how many times we done said it’s over
Money coming In lil uzi like a hi roller
Hittin from front

sugar daddy 
Let me spend you all my money let me be your sugar daddy
Am never gonna take you so cheap
Cos I know you are my missing ribs 
Baby let's

I can show you better Dan I can tell you
And you know its money when they smell you
Got good dick I can give you
And good dank I can sell
Way too deep

use your brain keep yourself entertained
Movie suggestion go watch major Payne
I run up and flex Nova what’s next
My Money Like Nike collecting My