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going through it
We facin’ debt, and they raisin’ rent
Mom is carryin’ a heavy load
Money’s tight so we keepin’ every penny close
In hindsight
It probably

or telling
I was in the bitch pussy and melon
Love the money and I love the vanilla
Why vanilla hanging out with the killers?
Why the trapper try to turn me

the clout
I say baby want the money
Listening to Drake make shit shake
With Young Money
Shouting out to everybody
Plugged in like a plug socket
Afropunk
He

Yea
Yea
Yeah
Yea
Yea
Yea
Mix a pint in the soda I'm up with it
I fill it up when the cup empty
Just found some X took a buck fifty
Bad bitch from LA

got a mill but don't know what to do with it
My money starts to stack too long, means I'm making moves with it—stupid quick
Making work for me and get

options
Y'all rappers wanna play the game
I'ma make the game, that's a promise
MC to a CEO
Work smarter, get draped in gold
I'm Drake compose, Jay-Z with

Girlfriends 

Verse 1:
Ain’t nobody hot as me, honestly, obviously
Everything is permanent I tattooed it so you can see
Mind over money and I built

be more than friends (She do)
I just do not feel the same yeah (Nah)
I took my heart and emotions and money, and put it inside of a safe (Okay)
I heard

with it
How could you ever?
How could you amount to not
Having amounts of dollars?
I would holler at ya, your
Girl would say "Hi!", and
She would pass by

Im not too good with the phone these days
Im too busy tryna hit the road these days
Hop out the whip people scream my name
Friend or foe say it quick

the quicker you feed into its rhythm
I sorta feel like i did when i was a kid an, had no friends
I see that nice guys finish last with no ends
Your intellect

Ayy ayy a-ay-ayy
Ayy ayy a-ay-ayy
Ayy ayy a-ay-ayy
Ayy

So you wanna hangout with me
Be my friend or family
I don't know about that
But 
We will see

Comeon!
So call me when I win again
That's the only time they wanna be friends with him
Yea they always come around for the Benjamins
Yea they always

In love with the booth so I give it my time 
I'm blessed with this shit I'm destined to shine

Fuck a bitch kuhh I just want some money 
Sipping lean

pro
Dusty ass can’t even make a free throw
I want a feature with ritz, not a feature with drake
I look out for my day ones there's no mistake
Thank you

of the best
I feel like drake with the hoodie
I do my dance I don’t give a shit
Bitch I’m the life of the party I’m lit
I’m at the top of this shit don’t forget

bitch
Who want me for the peso

With my niggas gettin money
We stack it like legos

Pour the faygo in the cup
And reverse like im Teo

Im with Kap

honeys for money
The ops are running
The bigs are falling
Pause
Ayy bitch ass nigga
Do you Flow with the jigger
Can you Pull the trigger
Pause
I'm Stu tu

pain inside of me
Wonderin' what I'll do
Fake friends lost my loyalty
Kicked me out the stu
Thinkin' it be alright
With my blood beside of me
Found some

of the trap, they calling me Will)
I'm killing the beat I'm a hitman for hire
We slide with two sticks like we starting a fire
That Drake and the Glizzy gone

My money stand tall, it's about tall as a llama
I run up with Glocks and I bust in my oppas
Pull up no caller ID when I call him
I've talked with

Hood mistress 

She’s one way ticket 



I’m takin my ticket and I’m punchin it in

I’m makin mo money don’t care about friends

Syman don’t talk but she

now he done held it down so long
Man I'm through with this
No new friends like you thought it was a Drake song
I'ma make em know my name like I'm Trey

fuck with the bahamas, I might go and take her
These girls they all love they gangs and they hood shit
So I might just fuck around and take her down