Lyrics:
the marijuana followed by the bill
Some niggas cut by delja, some niggas cut by chill
Some niggas eat them delpids and some niggas eat them pills
Gotta get it
the marijuana followed by the bill
Some niggas cut by delja, some niggas cut by chill
Some niggas eat them delpids and some niggas eat them pills
Gotta get it
the bag got cash in it
You can never get to know me
I swear that I'm mad different
I been fuckin your bitch soulful
She put her back in it
Yeah she get up
the look that everything'll be alright
Hold your head high don't let them get in your way
I got a feeling it's your time to fly
I got a feeling that you're
to stop,
You're so damn keepable
Feel your magic touch
It's unbelievable
I gotta have you, like abracadabra
You got my heart unlocked,
It's so unreal you
break my heart
Thought we'd be together until eighty
Then we just fell apart
Living by my motto
Never trust a bitch
Gotta get the lotto
Always keep
We gotta play 'em all
We gaming through the night
2017 is over, go and grab you a controller
And hold it to the sky
2018 we gonna get fired up
2017 is
but in Tennessee another bugged out nigga stunts
{B.G.}
fuckin with me huh? you fuckin with the wrong one
that fire spit from my K have your
rocks me that I had your support for so many years
You gotta learn to use your mind
To help keep you out of certain situations (oh)
I'ma make it
More energy and more self control
Drop, drop and give me fitness
Drop, drop and give me fitness
You’re never too old, never too late
To get your body
about to get up on it
Feed me girl cause I'm so hungry
Got plenty money but I'm still lonely
Gotta have you now cause me so horny
Black and Asian girl
Gotta get my bread up
On da road to riches
I'm chasing dese millions
Millions
Gotta get my bread up
Elevated myself to anotha level
Been
Gotta play my cards right
I can't fold
Texas hold 'em
Push the pedal
To the metal
Hear my voice
Over this treble
Swear this shit is all I know
It be so
inner vision
Don't let others change your mind
And then you really gotta burn it up
And make another fly by night
Get a run for your money and take
inner vision
Don't let others change your mind
And then you really gotta burn it up
And make another fly by night
Get a run for your money and take
of respect Money in the bank, credits get checked, I
Ain't through with you yet Money in the bank, stocks and trades, gotta
Up up my rank Addin' up, yeah,
all things work together for those who love the Lord.
Dont you be move by the snares of the enemy you gotta hold on (hold on)
when your backs up
nice
Say your going to the top like that? Nah not right
Hold up!
Nah, you don't get to roll up!
Wasn't there from the jump, now you wanna show up?
dope and I'm stacking
Yeah, I counted that money, do this with a passion
I gotta go get it, I see it, I want it and I gotta have it
Remember when I was
like "how much that cost?"
Can't keep up with the queen, baby, that's your loss
You know I get dough
Kiss from the lips under mistletoe
Now you in my
me who yo daddy
Come here let me grab it
Can't let you get too far from me
Make it so good over here
That you won't wanna leave no
But first you gotta
but yo
You can't kill me, cause I'm already dead
Scarface goin' psycho, yeah
Play pussy get fucked and take two to your head
I'm Bushwick
but yo
You can't kill me, cause I'm already dead
Scarface goin' psycho, yeah
Play pussy get fucked and take two to your head
I'm Bushwick
shove me away from you
You know I hate to choose baby get your mind right
I don't wanna see you in a hearse
You too worried bout my shit, you should take
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