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like it was storming
Yeah yeah
Yeah you see how we be Popping up
Hundred deep by the hundred I be counting up
Money counter I just light one while it's

the remedy I got the sick
Endorsed by the enemy niggas is trippin
I met me a Melanie stay in the kitchen
I make a new melody hoping you listen
Yea she got that

always hurting all these bitches in the end
Told her you gon love her and gon buy that girl a Benz
And now because she lost aint no new n**** gon win
You

This ain't even no pain song you know
Thank God I been feeling better you know
I was in the dark now i'm seeing the light you know
It's like a new

Focusing a lil too much
Forgot the world
Boy get your mind right
You should be focusing getting yourself in the limelight
Worried about your money and how

a rapper now, all i do is write down to mourn
I never been no motherfucker beggin’
It’s all about the legacy, i wish i could wash up a new identity to be

to
Pull up in that Bruce Wayne
Know I'm from the Bay
But not Biscayne
Granny from New Orleans
But I had to get it corporate
But I had to do everything

now that I got money
I'm just bein real
But im not paying for no pussy I don't give a fuck about how yhu feel
Walk down with this dirty pole
Eenie Meeny

the foot, Pimp plug hoes by the metre
How I look? That’s a bad mamajama if you seen one, I’m steezin
Tryna grow this money tree, I got a green thumb
So if you

a new ring don't need no excuses 
Yo dj keep asking me bout exclusives 
My bitch be the only one hearing that new shit 
They hate from a far when they see

not
Fuck what I got, let’s talk what I’m getting’ your man on a mission.
Talk about money you feel like I’m dissin’ 
Live by the grind like it’s part

needing magic like I'm Timmy Turner
Brought all the shots and the heat ya I bring the burners
Starting up a new wave but I ain't no surfer
Grinding like I'm

the Dirty d
Coachella Valley California
Ooh
You would think
I was on roller skates
By the way I move
Most likely the ice
That’s what made her choose
I don’t

loves this dick
I'm in the cut chilling with fucking Mcnich
Well light him up like a fucking glow stick
I'm like a dog I can't be tamed
We doing drive bys

daddy
My uncle use to pimp
In a old school caddy
Surrounded by hustlers
Flipping, finessing, and trapping
My life was a hustle
I just started rapping
Go

I'm doing weird shit, is what I've been doing. I recently, I've been putting money under my pillow at night. I'm trying to get some teeth back, you know

want my pockets
I don't no wear no wallet
She don't wear no garments
I just got me a new X
I brought her a sip to relax
She selling her shit up

they don't do
She call me Mr. Impossible
No new hoes that shit be an obstacle
She tryna suck me up just like a popsicle (Damn)
Aye, she know I do what I

1-Y

Verse 1

I wonder why I live life cautious-el-ly
Something bout the money got it talking to me
I been pushing digits, getting off dial
Probably

Ha ha ha ha
Yeah
L.e.s. in this shit
Nino Brown
Brizzy
Beats by Ti'killa
Uh yuh uh yuh

Uh
Nino Brown in this motherfucker yes I'm a motherfucker
Six

me wonder which homie is only in it for the money clip
Who's really down to ride when the mud is thick
Who really by my side down this narrow cliff
Who

state
Yeah
Welcome to beefing, niggas chiefing, bitches cheating on they nigga
Welcome to love letters that are written by soft hands
With a heart full

learn what it take to build a band
You gonna learn real soon who really your friends
Brick by brick I'm in the masonry empire shit
Hard to see

an adventure new galaxies on my starship
Low profilin, smilin, memory compilin
While you on that chase for that money pit, like Oak Island
You're never findin