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that lobster over here by that stake
If you lookin' for some hens
I got ten on the way
I ain't fuckin' with these niggas
I'm an industry virgin

confirm we all the same to keep a smile on our face
I know...

I'm just a slave in a prison of reality 
Cultivate ideas shot down by formalities 
A world

Yeah I took my time had to get situated
I been on my grind, now we finally fuckin' made it
Make money all time in the night and the day
Wouldn't even

demise I'm going live like forever
Underneath the sun and sky
We getting high as a feather
Yeah
Living this hustler life
Yeah
Thirty thousand feet

We steady making movies
We was trippin Tallahassee
We was sellin by the P
Shit I even broke it down to the grammy if need be
We was driving

Smooth Chance The Rapper
Text move big up

Just know
God got his hand on us
I feel so good about me
Trust this
We good over here
I pray that you're

one nigga that city? feel
It’s more to drama city than money and niggaz getting killed 
We can’t brag about nothin else that’s how the city feel
Since

to survive
Back when i had no money and no ride
Back when i had to slide through to get by
Tears in my eyes yo the anger makes me cry
Uchiha burning rage take

Never sweat 'cause this shit is just for now
Money stuck up in the journey, gotta shake it out
This shit grows over decades, gotta be patient now

I been

yourself with people
Who get it by any means
If your girl is getting money
You should keep her on the team
What you mean why

Roll up
Pour up
Roll up
Down

Aliens Fighting Robots

Mac Miller

Macadelic

2012

students cramming
For a test that we ain't study for, wonder will she love me more
With money, cause if not, I'm not sure what all this money for
Feeling

and bought em a Porsche
Get yo money by any means don't feel no shame or remorse
Fall in love with these streets but it don't love you back
How you 30 years

like my opinion
The bars hoping the sun shines on them
But you still gotta watch the phonies
Watch your homies, we (*gunshots) got you homie

[Chorus -

here
We not getting it
We gotta get this bread
We gotta get this money
We gotta get this paper
You know what I'm saying
Alright man
Call me back yo
Peace

Cali Dro

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Clean]

2006

tonight)
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
('Cause we're smokin' all night at the banquet club, nigga)

(Twelve thousand niggas, smoke

Written by an ego that's left in favor
Cast a cloud of smoke that's only vapor
Wrap him up in a bow and say heres your savior

Here's your savior now
Oh

an attack on
You? Is it control? Why do you
Need to have control over my
Life? because we’re not together?
Then why? Is
This being rewarded and praised by

be alright but can't
Fuck with Young Wizzle
Mr 41, I'm Young Blow it by the idd-ow
I do work for your money Stuart Little
Rollin' back to back stay

money he suppose to turn you up

We overseas she get Chanel so she ain't over c's sixty five a zip one thousand forty remember them reggie p's

I done got

expecting treatment by the book
From he who wants you to forget that you was brought over here by the boat
I don't know why niggas say they money funny when

Fuckin Bass.
We ain't got know time waste. (Hah)
Real Gold Ain't Found in No Safe.
Have you heard about a Thousand dollar nickel?
I been in a pickle like

Where the plug at we want all the p's
I kno for a fact bro spray like febreeze
Getting money I do it with ease
You want a show we cant do it for free
When

time to play these games I'm out here grinding getting rich
I got Family Ties no money in this world could make me switch

to eat dry Cap'N Crunch
I'm really gettin' this dough, yeah, I'm getting this bread
Man, my money come through by the bunch

I tint the windows to five,