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to have a heart, but it's ransacked
Yeah, Money rollin' in, rollin' in like a hill
I-I-I can make her dance wit a bill
Take a hit baby, tell me how you feel

Grindin' endlessly, I can't wait for the day that I can say I made it
Music keep me high, when I spit rhymes I feel like I'm faded
I'm not ashamed

Love My Life

Cam'ron

Killa Season [Clean]

2006

cocked
A Santana rock
Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (thats my fam)
Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up

hay
You bitches wanna throw me
Up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison?
Who's the animal that

I got pistol by my side, now there's no more suicide
I'ma see you tell a lie, I'ma put it 'tween your eyes
Thought I'd apologize, for nothing
I really

Upgrading my crib to the hills
Money take care of them bills
Be the same reason some niggas kill
Relate more to them shooters I feel
For the money a nigga get

Shake It Baby

LL Cool J

The DEFinition

2004

hard for them to swallow
When you got 'em by the balls, their hearts and minds follow
Pay yourself first, that's one of my main mottos
Picture Bill

the bills
Lived in one room that shit was for real
Now we live good making plays in the field
Pass me the rock they can't go for the steal
In love with this

to counteract my bills counteract my bills
Got a flower patch that got no daffodils
Though it's full of thrills
But so sour when you goin' overkill
Specially when

with a bark, but I don't see no fucking mark
I don't ask for ideas, homie
I gave you one and you don't owe me
That's a gift from Carter Hill
I'm

Love My Life

Cam'ron

Killa Season

2006

Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (that's my fam)
Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up on the hill now
My

no plan yeah
That's LA
Yeah she came to trap where the playas play
Oh she gon fuck for fame yeah
She gon fuck for fame yeah
For work or for pleasure

Moody riffs
Mouth was a semi auto Jack hated when that uzi ripped
Jill could take no more and pushed Jack down the hill
Fetched a pale of water wit a new

meanwhile I'm tryna get ahead
Get the cash and
Get the basket get the leg
Run that change up
Makes the coins turn
Into the bills
Spend it fast
You know it

dapping up the whole bench
Yes
Yes
Don Julio take it straight to the chest
House on the hills nothing more nothing less
Verified bills counting blues like

I'll die on this hill

Working class gets a pass you ain't ask for this shit you just handling it how I would too
Jaded by the hurt that you know you'll

"Bills"
Word to Arthur Kill, Gun Hill for real
Wolf Gang, Murder Mouth
It's the king of the hill

Promise to stay for real
Cause loyalty always gon outvalue
The dollar bills
That’s how I really feel
I aint gon ever
Switch up for no fame or for no

Ya my bitch bangs red
Throw it back when we in bed
Got that red beam put it on yo head
Poppin pills gettin benny bills
Ya my bitch bangs red
Throw it

Smithy on me no Will, shout out Texas, I'm too trill
Bitch bring me my bill, tell me what's the cost for being real, ayy (bang)

I pay the cost, ayy

on paper, and send it out in a format
I need a million dollars, all in little bills
A nice penthouse view, somewhere in the Hills
I'm getting high off bars,

My name is Jessie Sullivan, I live up over the hill
I ain't taking shit from no man, I guess I never will
I'll kick your ass and I'll beat you down

the flesh
I'm the man
I'll attest, im the Mac truck in a black tux
With no hands up
Underneath that
Is that summer hot,
Serve and work the Fiends By

ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book
To be fair, I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a real spitter, by some broke-arse bill splitter