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too much, balling on these haters
I don't think it's enough I've been balling
On these haters I'm never doing too much

Getting my money and I get it by

bumping so I start to get mean
Grab the mic like the ass of this girl that I'm seeing
Crazy thoughts in the mind of a teen
But I'm just a human being dog

I always celebrate, early belated
And I been on xannies I'm tryna get faded
Sipping on pink, I'm just tryna erase it
I'm talking to Satan, he changed

pacing round the apartment
Drinking vodka liquor
I was scheming on the money
How to get it quicker
Whole time you was on the gram
Liking other pictures

the end I'd put my life on the line for you
Homicide for you
Lemme ride to you
You can hop in the whip let's take a drive me and you
It's a drive by, no

like Ocyris
Body every fuckin' beat put in front of me
Gunnin' for the money and no one can stop me
Fuck it come and try me and you'll get what's comin',

got a Class-A generational curse to break
Snap it in half so hard the earth will shake
At the sound of my name
It get louder by the minute
I been

running away, I keep running
I'm sick of money cause I don't have enough to live
Growing older in this life with no wife or kids
Feel like an failure,

think I get why my money been going missing
I know my momma still miss me. I never break my promises
But I don't promise shit. I'm losing my grip

I wanna

last chance
On top of his burial, I did the money dance
Gave him my last glance, fucked up his finance
Why not? He would of done the same to me
Put his

We're young we've got problems
Mummy daddy issues
We just wanna solved them
Scared of beeing in the shit soon
With no money where d'you want me to be

we take control
Don't pay their way. Save your money and drown them out
Don't lay awake haunted by their past mistakes
Slavery's new face. I hope you

women don't stay good hearted long
Money was tight when she went back to school
To get a degree and help raise a buck or two
But instead of business

And how did you run that bold from the baseline?
You were trapped inside too many sunny days
Working 9-5 for bummy wage
Send some money home to mommy's way

I'm on y'all throats and I mean this in the worst way
I go disani on these niggas when i'm thirsty
I gotta be the greatest by the time that I'm thirty

confidence is tumbling
Living in fear most of my life as I was chasing love
I chase this money knowing damn well I can't make enough
Working these hours

If I'm hated for something, might as well it be the truth
Self-righteous saints, hypocrites, acting like they never made a mistake
They make money

and the bro
Be conversing bout
Stock prices
Deezy put me on that
50 30 20
Now a nigga
Only focus getting money
Fuck them Jordans
That's released in 2020
Capping

there's more
I'd dressed for the summer but it started to pour
As I walked to the door to get to the store
I had some Bucky but I wanted some more
Bread

When we're old and wrinkly
Still young inside still feel alive
Forever careless and free

Would we have money or live by the sea
The only thing I know is

Pop a Zoloft like a zany
I get high too
I thought love was really fake until I found you
I won't ever be the same and I won't try to
If you leaving

on the horizon
I got to find it
I don't get a dime
Less my eyelids dry
And the sandman
Is my sidekick
If I give him a cut
Then he never come by
Gotta 9 to 5 when I

she see the rest
I'm booking trips by the dozen
I'm gone wait till she see the jet
Gone
This from the ground up
If you ain't getting money stay from

goodbye no
You know I'm not alright
But I know that I'll get by
You said, you don't want nobody else
You said, you was worried bout my health
And I said,