Lyrics:
Committing treason, dead by the weekend
Smokin' all that mid and shit
While scratchin' on yo' syphilis
Fuckin' on yo' mama just to
Show that I mean business,
worry just know that it’s guala yuh
I got racks overloading my pockets bruh
I got stacks and they holding my ceiling up yeah aye
Mind yo business shit is
Yo, First off haters fuck em
No bedtime stories but you
Know somebody tuckin'
As my dough gets nice they
Just come by the dozen
But them hoes still
blow my mind
cnd when I need light na you Dey make me shine oh
Not by might na you give me power
ckamudinelu, Narekele, Naraotuto me
(MY HcNDS cRE
nights
So focused
Now I've made up my mind
You were just a waste of time
But now I'm fine
'Cuz I'm focused you out of my life
I'm focus now
I'm
I'm just being me, yo whole life been a persona
Super charged the whip my nigga crashed the Daytona
Still been on the move, just booked a flight
to everybody on Staten Island
Don't touch that dial
Hey yo, hey yo, my name's on your roster kid, I mean business
Big elevators mean big businesses
Sleeves
mind like Ted Bundy
Been on my mind, trying to touch a lot of dead money
So why would I trip over that hoe knowing she be head hunting?
"Hold up, you
of other Jukies
Our animated glitch suspended like
Milk money bullies
I calculate my comfort zone by
How baggy the hoodie
I calibrate pyrotechnics on how
Badunkadunk, Look at your ass girl, it's so much fun,
Badunkadunk, I tell the DJ, I need a hundred ones,
Badunkadunk, What? Badunkadunk, rock yo!
Badunkadunk,
to the top, 'till the very last drop (yeah)
I'll make you tapes of the rhymes I say
I'm selling sex rhymes by the pound
You horny MCs, won't gather 'round my
Cause I still rep my ends, still check my friends
Can I keep it up? I guess it all depends
If I can keep my mind right
Don't get tempted by
intentions
I learned to never judge a book by it's
Cover and a bitch by the first impression
So don't ask me about my love life
And don't ask me if Ima that
(Once again, my friend) Long Island
(What the hell do you wanna be when you grow up?)
I wanna be a super emcee
(Well, you're already that) so
I'm one of a kind
Solo
Yeah I'm doing just fine
Got my money by my side
So don't be surprised if I got you Hypnotize
Ah
Get rich
All I know is count
Doing
Get you some Chedda young Fella that’s what you betta do
Get you some money miss lady
That’s what you betta do
Get you some fetty my Souljah That’s
Tonight I'm going to go out and achieve a goal
Make more money than I can imagine
Moving my body slowly I will hypnotize
Those who don't mind spending their
or die bitch (ha)
(I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue)
Yo, yo, yo
Yeah, what's up ma, what's goin' on? I know you know 'Kiss
Making love til dawn
Yo, it's time to bring the day in, fresh out the crib sauteing
Around the way-in, swerve on, surveying
That's when I saw her,
southside, you can tell by the parlor
Give it a good look cuz' there'll never be another
Hoes, a hundred spokes, what you expect?
Trust me, money can't buy
going all the way
Taylor about to fucking flex
Say it again for the people in the back one time
Know them niggas never hit my line
Until I got money, I
to wonder
So I gotta put her numbers on my sidekick fast
Rollin witcha mob workin' hard, gettin' money, pullin' capers
If I ain't got papers you will bring
yo money turn to fasho money
Better grow money instead of tryna blow money
Fuck around end up with no money
Keep an eye all around cuz people hate
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
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