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pot back
Trying to stack on some riches
Yea you got a wife
But still got a mistress
Who you think you fooling
Ill body girl walk by
Man You drooling
Oh

lookin' silly and my mama sad
No nigga never gave me shit when I was down bad
I was by myself in a six-foot room, right there on my ass
And now I stack

gambled like a pair of dice
Bet it all and won it all, my bank account is hella right
Left all the negativity behind
Every city I would grind, push

my rhymes 

I'm feeling it, Killing it, breaking it 
Like niggz are breaking up like 50cent and Lloyd Bank
A lot of money now in the bank too
Chilling

police
Boys dey for road since, trying to control things
Crime rate e plenty, boys no dey get peace
Ask the FG why we no dey get G's
Why e be say my salary

the reason we sell drugs for P's
The reason that money is green
Corrupted the whole fucking team
I switch all my flows up again
It's all in my head I think I'm

gotta lope
As they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying

on the strip
Check his id, g check that quick
I'm a 5 figure kid soon hit six
If he's on me get surrounded like ditch
I got roley and a Cuban on my wrist
I'm

counting g’s
I got a couple girls that live overseas
Once I make a mill, they’ll be on there knees
If we goin overtime just follow my lead
My new shorty

change
Blow this whole place, CBF working to change the game
Want the whole steak, grinding for money to eat the same

Uh, you believing this a snake pit

commitment
They say time is money when you're on the road to riches
So keep your circle tight and never burn your bridges
If you say you 'bout that G-code you

Messy and she so sexy
Kiss me up or can
I kiss your neck sweet

So I leave the club at like half past five
Got no money in my pocket for a ride
Lost my

gettin' colder
Haters smelling kinda funny, what a odor
I stay kickin' by my homies with the toasters
Smile pretty, I should put it on a poster
Take her for

older than me-
So you know Imma G
They say money don't grow on a tree-
But I think they all dumb
Cause I been, rakin it in when the fall come
I told my

pension
I'm retired by 20
Made a promise to my guys
We gon ball forever
I'm shooting my shit
In love with the sticks
In love with the bricks
I know I won't

We kick back and you know I that demon advice my bro 

I swear, most these man are foolish, never me
Tell a g, now I read a lot, man's a clever g

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Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name

R-A-G-3
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What's happening
Yea imma do that shit like that

I hate that I'm afraid
Take all my feelings and I keep them in a cage
I really mean

all that bread
A broke nigga got nothing to lose
It's to easy, look like I'm breaking the rules
I get money every day, my way
You get paid too,

already on round three
She my motivation
All of these chances a nigga been taking
You thought it was Vegas
Her head is amazing
She getting money could tell

around here Mayne
Sensation know am saying
I done peep the scene
Every Tuesday boys getting did with no Vaseline
So I already just do my solo thang (Me

pension
I'm retired by 20
Made a promise to my guys
We gon ball forever
I'm shooting my shit
In love with the sticks
In love with the bricks
I know I won't

to be cold
All up in my ear like an earphone
Going to sleep Joe
Never wanna be surrounded by these hoes
I'm a chosen one it's not easy to be chose
Not in

Finna throw a little bread like I’m dropping croutons
Ain’t a race no RuPaul
Baby you can go at your own pace
They way ya body talkin put a smile on my