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wrist, TAG Heuer, no Rolex

TAG Heuer, over Rolex Ridin' round, just for my health
Niggas hate when you find your niche Stack your cash and watch it bubble

Body built just like a summer day
Up to six flags with a flash pack

So my heart is getting misused
Southern peach lemonade for the juice
Eat me while

drill, I hit big licks
This a damn lamb truck, this a big whip
I said shut up lil' nigga, go and get rich
So you can go and throw money on his favorite

enough to afford me two graves  one is for me and the others where the money lays find me head down smoking thinking bout the old days now im up all night

clapped the bitch
In the field lackin bitch he ain know I was sackin shit
PMG plain money gang it's the KLQX in me
Double up the seal then I pour it juss

to God I never fold
I'm just tryna count this money when I'm old
So I'ma stack bands till my hands start shakin
I've been really stressin' bout the bread,

do a really, really long wee
Into the whoresome mouth of a divorcee
And then steal all of her money
I think her name might have been Marie
Judging by

named after me like I'm Eryka
Downstream factory
Lungs start flailing up
Money grabbing politicians
Really ain't scared enough for me
Maybe we should put

The only goal of mine
We moving on
No, no, no rewind

So have you ever dreamed with open eyes
& had the ones you'd die for cutting ties
Closed heart can't

I'm too solid
Young nigga, old soul
I keep some money getting niggas around me
Senses tingle, I can feel it when a snitch around me
She be lying,

bosses in my network
I can call the plays like Mahomes
My goal by 30 is to own a few homes lil n****
If you broke, never hit my phone
Money talk only

really besties
Ready to bounce like check please
Couple of blood suckers vampires by the way they tryna neck me and the bros
White on her toes
New money

by the pound
The baddest bitch around
Sexual temptation
Lifelong damnation
I am the centerfold
My name in lights, all bold
Fuck with my demons
Succubus

boutta pop somethin' like a blister
My old bitch on her knees for me, she call me her mister
She dont know my name, but I told her that I missed her
I

innocence, peace
I know you'd rather run the streets Than come back home to me
Yo, pull me up, nigga, pull me up Act hard body so I bullied up
Got my money up,

Made by Urum
Y'all asked for this
Way you makin' me your target ain't no pacifists
I'm just tryna switch it up, I'm an activist
Every time that I

back but you can't now
Could've seen sun outside but it's rain now
I suggest some xannies for the pain now
Cuz all your money old it got stains now
That

all the pain
Cause when I'm old and grey and in need of a push
The money tree ain't the way, it's just a bush
When I crash my mental state and I'm in

to me
Fuck you
If you ever thought of doubting me

My family eating well
My brothers are doing better
We focused on making money
We get it by any manner

mistook for loki me
I was tricking then
Life was meaningless
Till I saw a dress
A black and purple piranha
That gripped my eyelids
I couldn't look away
You

I left my Country
I left my sweet blossom
I left and I'm alone
Worker in a gloomy land
Neutral and desolated land
I earn my money
I earn my bread
But

Just a few short miles up the road
Lived a young boy, barely 6 years old
He loved basketball and playing with his legos
But the man upstairs listened

brand new rachet , Money pile up stackin'
New ho' old bitch jealous , Went to the bitch spot, She said, Welcome to my fuckin'
palace, Twin got za bag

money and bread,
Poverty's desperation etched into flesh read.
They're signs of the strength to provide by any means,
Marks of the sacrifices to push past