Lyrics:
back in the day
Now my pockets got weight
Money on my mind with the plays
Catching them plays, big money shit like a bank
Aye, Aye, I'm tryna get rich by
on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush
(oh yea, you thought we was done? Naw)
YEA!
Money money money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy Baby that crack,
ship
But we can escape it, stop us drowning in the deep end
Escape with the money, that's the system's way of freedom
We can escape it, stop us drowning
steep
Memories of my ties that are deep
Verse two! 2:22 make a wish, no foundation
Ps22, damn them was the days as a kid
With the hoop dreams
Live thru
black
Get deep in you like +The Abyss+
You bring your ass home all pregnant
Chorus: R. Kelly, Jaz-Ming (repeat 2X)
You must be use to me
(Hit-Boy)
(G. Ry got me)
Look, fuck rap, I'm a street legend
Block love me with a deep reverence
I was birthed in a C-section
Hella cops
money
I’m so broke but I would still give you all my bread
‘Cause deep inside, I can never get you out my head
I’m a giver, not a taker, except for my
Bout to break straight through the roof
Not as common as these 2
You’ll get the money hit the mall and go buy you some shoes
Me I’m moving different
Niggas that did it, was sent by niggas we grew up with since 6 years old
Two brothers plotting for money, decided to send niggas
To kick niggas that grew
on
[Rap by Chyna Whyte]
I'm hittin' you on the two-way, shit, cause I want it bad
And I ain't thinkin' bout nothing but
You and me blowing hash in
sayin' nothin'
Actin like you tough, when it go down you go 2 runnin'
Boy you ain't sayin' nothin' (if it ain't about money, money)
You ain't sayin'
moms was so strong
Don't let them get you fed
This world is yours she said
Now nothin that stoppin me but two to the head
In life there's more
Tapped into the circuit like a pylon
Pockets deep money long like a python
Let by gones be by gones
Cos more life means more songs
Means more life uh you
don't to take no shit
Money on my mind
When I get it imma dip
First and last so I always a tip
Heard im the
Baddest shorty she a trip
One fight, two
in my pursuit of happiness
I'm so glad, to get to the point of havin' this
opportunity, for you and me to pass it on
Two years ago, I thought it'd
way up
Drankin' on Texas and I pop two pills
That's gon' make a, stay up
In too, in too deep (poppin' freaks)
On demon time, she don't get sleep
the studio into a strip club
Got the strippers goin' way up
Drankin' on Texas and I pop two pills
That's gon' make a nigga stay up
In too, in too deep
trustin' nobody so I took my money with me
'Cause last time they got me, get me
I said I'm Young by the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin', I just do
Get the money, get the money
Count it up, nah, it ain't funny
Get the money, get the money
B. Wells said these bars are kinda funny
Get the money
deep 'cause a nigga playing the backseat
We won't get beat, so run up and get sweeped
By a young motherfucking ass nut
We whoop your ass and make your
tripping I'm just tryna get inside em
Deep Sea Diving, and I'm just happy that a nigga made it
And I'm able to put food on my kitchen table
Life is crazy, I
wanna do is watch the ship float
This the sunset, I'm talking big dope
Money through the roof, it's falling through the sky
Spent two hundred for
at jack with the finger ring
Killin the youth like im bangarang
Firing synapses at 2 like im marshall the martian
Shade money, I'm Eminayne
Danny brown
to get this off my chest
You a bitch if I'm rappin'
And you say you not impressed
Your input does not add money to my check
Who the fuck about to do this
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