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The money the only objective
I'm stacking my hundreds collection
Lil boy you not gang
Where ya section
Say that he plugged got connection
Probation visit on a Monday
I'm broke on a Sunday
You knew I was stressing
Fuck the DA
Gatta get to the money
This music my blessing
Ain't no second guessing
Reminiscing to them nights
I couldn't get it right
A young nigga jumping them fences
They really hate I be grinding
And I still be shining
And that boy independent
How you still work for another nigga How you trust the nigga
Boy ya pack is rented
Dippin im dabbin
I'm scoping I'm scaviging
Murda Mo nigga
Stay representing
Yo clothes looking baggy
The hoes you hoes fuck trashy
Back then they was laughing
They stomach empty
Know ima eat like a feast
These niggas be cappin
They say they got beef
But ain't tryna cook
Know it's hot like some grease
Shoutout Big Rizzo
I roll with some goblins
I'm chill on the beat
Ima rap till it freeze
Don't fuck with no rats
But in love with the cheese
Know it's free Pablo
Can't wait till release
Ima skate on em

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I'm sick and tired of these niggas
Buying these guns to look fly in a picture
Syrup and soda
In love with the mixture
Beating yo ho
While you text her you miss ha
She really dramatic
2020 ima buy me a patek
OJ the pussy I kill and stab it
Bout a dollar say I'm Mr Krabbin
Instead of giving me head
That bitch gave me an aspirin
She suck it sloppy
I think she need a napkin
Don't get spit on my rug
I'm to fly like Aladdin
Most of these rappers be bluffing and cappin
I knew I would make it
Before I started rapping
Yung nigga Juggin
I didn't need scale
You Scream Free ya Patna
That boy got a bail
You get in that room and you write and you tell
Tragic
I'll let you have it
Bullets cut deep have you feeling traumatic
Orlando my fit cuz I'm bout to do magic
Ignite my Vega I'm Feelin fantastic
I got niggas working
Got rappers in panic
Cuz I'm bout to blow like a volcano
Feeling volcanic
I be in my bubble cuz I need my space
Man I'm feeling like sandy
Underwater keys
I be jammin

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Credits
Writer(s): Dezmond Tyler Ray Leonard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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