Lyrics:
like butterfly effect
Yo they came and they went all they money is spent like the rent
All my money's in the pockets of kids that's why I rockin this
Dirty money turn to gold money, we got royces lined up look like its homecoming
They know exactly who done got it talking but who run it
Get off yo
[Intro]
What wh-wh-what what what, nigga {7X}
Yo.. c'mon with it nigga
This for my nigga right here, strictly for my niggaz
What, turn it up, turn
the slammer
I couldn't make a sandwich
Eating chicken cacciatore
Baby true story
I been in my feelings
Hives in my mind
But there's no penicillin
Cuffing
..
Diggin deep into my mind, you understand
I came up with a dope-ass master plan
Thinkin while I sip on a 40
I got it! I'ma throw myself
the mind leaves the mind to rot
How you, wanna, look at, me and, lie?
I'll say "bye" hoe
Money cannot, bind your, fucking eyes
Fix yo life yeah
Run it, back
(Yo Nick Papz make it slap, brrt)
Anybody go against the gang is real bad karma with them choppers
Ya dig?
Chasers
Woah, uh
Niggas know who
Strive for happiness
People say
But what I see
Is money eyes all day
What can I do
To show you
True love matters
What else will do?
To have you by
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
please nigga
Here we go - Just Blaze!
To all my niggas on the porch gettin they hair braided
Cornrowed by a L.A. bitch
And I can't forget, my niggas ridin
Say my name enough and any nigga testify
Who you think lead that whole seller ass that time
All by myself, I created black on black crime
I'm
smoking John Lennon where my Yoko?
It's that call yo' grandma, you ain't ready yet
Verbal mania, I'ma show you the illest get my cousin to kill it
Had
a hard one but I can be found
In my slab puffin pounds tryna take away my frown
And I
[Chorus]
I got my mind on my money and my glock in my hand
smoke gas, scared to pour up
Got a shooter by me, he from the Noya
If it ain't about money ima ignore ya
Got a lil nigga by my side and he pushin' up
Bad
Yo, Kane, let's get 'em
I'm talking blackout
Put lives to a name, fuck a tapout
All in together, we gon' wipe 'em
Wax in revenge mode, time for
Had a long day
Working hard all by myself
Haven't been paid
Anxiety fucking with my health
Where's the time?
Had I been wasting my whole life
Even
in deep waters like a manatee
Cause having a child brought out
The inner man in me
I got my mind on my money
And my hand where my wallet be
Other hand
Pockets panicking
Calculate what I’m averaging
Bring the baggage in
Commas on my mind
Commas on my mind
With money in your pocket
Life is feeling so
to know
If you can get into my mind
Stimulate it
Give me good love all the time
Or are you just another man
Who's after me for all my paper
Looking for
money so he got in trouble with a cop
Kids in trouble with the cops
From Israel didn't have no home
So he cut his hair and moved to Rome
It was there
I got the new 'Face tape I'm about to, pop in the deck for you niggas
Turn up your radios
You're down and out, money funny, you hustle and die
A nigga stay chest to chest
Name somebody else check the check
In my city protect yo neck
It's more than a Method Man and you get up
The man of the hour,
it down for me
Girl, I just want make we gum body
When the beat drop make you whine pon it
And I no mind to dey spend money
Make I spend money o
Boog
Yeah, it's okay, alright
For the ones that stay with me, I stay right by yo' side
But I'm still DTB and you can't change my mind (no you can't change it)
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