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how my past the present
Clientele low
So I gotta bitch bad no flexing
She gone post the pack on her snap, now we stack together
Trap
Off the snap we

now some place I did it all by myself
You should have known the boy was destined for a minor wealth and by minor I mean I don't make any money off my

revving gas breaking thru the land speed record I'm a damn G
Joint Cheefs family
Now the money talking different you can't understand me
Jets Skis pulling

that I live, girl
I do what's required

You know I'm on my own shit
Hustle alone shit
Hustle count my money up 
And then I'll make my home rich
But you

on the beach
Got some new money ima count it, just so I can make it neat
Only real niggas who surround me, I just gotta keep it g
No I don't need no damn

the people they gonna be king
My morning coffee
Is ruined by the thoughts and the atrocity
Inside of these cities that we’re living giving
Up our money too
Sit

the ar threw it in my bag
Ran me my money I bought her a mask
Forty the nine forty five and the ten
Whole lot of stepping they stepped on your men
Whole

I Love Being a Gangsta

Major Figgas

Figgas 4 Life

2000

man, I bring the pain like I'm Method Man
Respect it man, when the Spade got the tech in hand
My nigga G.D.K hooked up wit a Texas Klan  
Now when we

this for them niggas who said I wouldn't be shit
Omg meezy he be on some g shit
Omg meezy he be on some p shit
Back to the basics break down a eighth

it G
Watch when I talk, I'm walkin' on the beat
You can see the Amiri, GG on my feet
Even doley or deep, I gotta keep a beam
Like, no ain't no love

Too Much on It

Lunasicc

A Million Words, A Million Dollars [Reissue]

1998

to ease on back
Lunasicc, young G's
Ain't no ten's on that
I'm gaurenteed to make a mill by the time I get through
Ain't no Versace, juss boss clothes

11:11, cuddy wish that a hundred bricks appear
Gunsmoke and zotti, how the fuck my vision crystal clear?
I want Quagen, I want Wocky, you still sippin'

running out excuses

And then I asked the lord
Got down on my knees
"Got money for war
But ain't got nothing for me"

Understand this life was made for a G

What we gon do? Get pesos
Get that paper

Getting that paper my priority
Cuz I don’t want love, I want currency
Get money, fuck bitches:

stops 
I'm on a money move don't bother me 
Time is money I ain't never moved voluntary 
I rep for my city that's Coventry
But you might see me out down

Free ma bro he got locked for the mad ting
Its peak now he's stuck in prison
Told my young g stick to the music but he'd rather keep on drilling
Them

for one team recognize who on my side
Count my blessins before I wake and every time I close my eyes
I'm tryna be a man blinded by my foolish pride

Making a Murderer

Black Thought

Streams of Thought, Vol. 1

2018

G. Woodson when I'm in the woods
When the money's cut off, then we barter goods
A lot of niggas is cowards that ran out of fatherhood
Should we kill

talking hella, hella, bread
That's how they compensate
Droppin' all these girls
That's how I'm losing weight
Okay my G, now it's back to the paper
I ain't

He think he a snake he get slimed By my Slatt
Get dropped like rake lmk where you at
And bronem is spinnin these windows Tinted
Let's have a good day

on my own 
Finesse finessing if she need to 
Trap boomin now my pockets right
This work sweet got my pockets ripe
Chrome blast ain't no need to fight
You

damn near shake off
Comprehend, I ascend to a place way off
My G-force strong as hell right after takeoff
So leave now, I'm the ace, and I will rake off

was bottled
They flipped the script and had you in the mix quick
That's why I ain't trusting shit
Take it day by day it ain't about the pay
Changed my

a piece you better get down on your knee
Bitch I’m G double O D, that means that I’m doing so good
That means I be in my hood, that means when I walk by