Lyrics:
And my money long when I shop I need them [?]
Shawty playing good, man I think I found the toe
Toll up in that [?] hop up by the [?]
Yeah my name is 2
the morning trying get my dollars up
Rather have my money long than a blue check and some followers
Leading by example take the heat from kitchen
You might
, Parkway we copped it
Put us in the mix and I bet we get it popping
We been getting this money so long it ain't even a option
Everything i do man I
Gotti Lennon
And you gon' respect my mind, and my sign, and my emblem
You got money on your mind and we're aiming at your temple
Check me out or just
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money
Get money money, take money money
By age 19 Tyheim is turned out
He ain't talkin'
things
So my nigga get up and get the money yeah
It's your boy Jojo again
Saviour king empire is with me in the Studio
Ako bills on this again
Respect
the details 'cause I'm gon' really do it
Bitch, that money long as train smoke (bitch, that money long as train)
Fuck just him, I want his gang smoke, ayy
She slim thick like Nia Long
No J Cole can't get her
Gotta good man she cheating on
Her head game keep my dick strong
Big ape shit call me King Kong
We got the right to have gats
As long as the army, navy, air force, marines got gats
We gon' hold heat, knamsayin?
'Cuz our army gotta represent for us
by the grim reaper
To all my peoples in the man keeper
Let'cha situation be a teacher
Ain't nothin like a education
When I was locked down I
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
I'm bout to dump this nigga's shit in New Dimensions"
Get to the crib so I can call Big Slate up
And tell 'em the money man done slipped and got his
and only
Florida man with the plan to get the money,
Chmon Chmon Lee! We gots to go,
The bag waiting for us, Papa D wants his dough
cll up in the mix with
the blue if you wanna clue
Otherwise I can't accommodate you
Listen to you is my business
Hope that you gettin the jist
Payed to produce and to mix
When I ride the beat
Ain't no way to hide from the dark side
Man of many men's till the very end
And blend in and change my iden
Just to mix up
of seconds we rich
Now it's all about kimo bricks, and fresh toxics to get is in the mix
It ain't hard to tell my clientele by makin mayor
But fuck the cops
Mike)
We ain't got money but we got love, and it stretches long (It stretches long)
Down the street, 'round the corner, through every home
Reminisce in
complete strangers
Don't try to tell me this is one of these stages
Man you don't know me, you only know what my name is
I'ma
[Chorus]
Make a lot of money
Triple-six, come in my mix, flood it with tricks
I'm sharper than rough spoons for icepicks
Niggas price bricks till dawn, if the money is long
Cats who play
Yeah you know we gon' be aight
Leaders of the new school
They ain't want to let us in but they had to
Trav tell 'em what it is
Zona Man in
When I ride the beat
Ain't no way to hide from the dark side
Man of many men's till the very end
And blend in and change my iden
Just to mix up
Yo, man, let me make some Cap'n Crunch, alright (ah)
Yo, man, we have any milk?
Yo, what time is it? (Yeah, sure)
I don't know, what day is it?
Yo, man, let me make some Cap'n Crunch, alright (ah)
Yo, man, we have any milk?
Yo, what time is it? (Yeah, sure)
I don't know, what day is it?
As long as their popularity ratings didn't suffer,
For that reason alone we were shielded from the truth.
While the real violence is kept from us
We are
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