Blood Money

Blood Money
Gotta run from it
No point gettin killed
Over shit that dont love me
Uncommon opinion (Different)
Prolly getchu livid
Mad cause I get it
And all you do is spend it
I got all the assets (Money)
You got liabilities
Be careful who you bashin
You dont wanna disability
To all the people feelin me
Much love, Ill give back (I will)
When I make promises
I keep em thasa fact (I do)

Even when I rap (Yuh)
Even when Im down (Yuh)
Even when you hating
talkin trash about my sound (Yuh)
Thas not allowed (Nope)
I mean do what you want
That shit aint gonna phase me
Imma just smoke a blunt
On pussy boys I stunt (I do)
Im emotionless
My lack of empathy
Makes me not give a shit (Nope)
Ill still be on a list
With the GOATs (Goats)
My flow been hella nasty
Im blessed but dont sneeze

You dont wanna, try, to fuck with me, no
You dont wanna, try, to fuck with me, no
You dont wanna, try, to fuck with me, no
You dont wanna, try, to fuck with me, no

Blood Money
Cant eva trust it
No point lettin paper
Claim there aint no repercussion
Shh, The reaper comin (Run)
Its time to make amends
Hes gonna eat you up
Then spit out all of ya sin (Spit)
Paper Trail will send (Where)
Us all to the deep end (Damn)
Call that trail of tears
By the end you gotta swim (Splash)
By now I dove in
Im not afraid to drown (Uh-Uh)
I only fear god
So to no man will I bow

Thats my only vow (Yuh)
Thats my only promise (Yuh)
Thats the only damn thing
To what I pay hommage (Mmm)
They hate it when Im honest
Cause they all are fake (Fake)
Been sayin that I got this
They think my mind will break
But I got what itll take (Watch)
You just mad you late
Now you want some love
But I already ate (Mmm)
I love a good dessert (Yum)
So tell me what worth
Are you gonna sell your soul
Instead of puttin in the work

You dont wanna, try, to fuck with me no
You dont wanna, try, to fuck with me no
You dont wanna, try, to fuck with me no
You dont wanna, try, to fuck with me no



Credits
Writer(s): Jayson Brothers Jr.
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