Suicide Doors

The money going up like suicide doors
Busy minding my business or can yours
The money goin up like suicide doors
They really have to turn up when I touch floors
I'll let break the bank I really mean it
They up the security cah feel it

I got four visas and a maestro
An I keep some fire logs with me and the price low
Got this cube doing six digits it's a dice throw
An you know gotta shischi if they step on my toe
An you know that's way I live I might just die so
I don't know what they know but I smell a mice show
Niggas talking to feds sigh they just gotta go
Everyday I'm doings late nights like tonight show
Nice flow doing refrigerator with it ice flow
Now days it tends to happen later when I write so
She ain't even from around here she resides in Cairo
She ain't even made up plans she go where I go
I know that's she's knows her precise role
An I keep playing with fire it's like I'm pyro
I wash two down with gas I call it hydro
Got this poison in the styro running quite low
Double cup and double cash

The money going up like suicide doors
Busy minding my business or can yours
The money goin up like suicide doors
They really have to turn up when I touch floors
I'll let break the bank I really mean it
They up the security cah feel it

And how we get down
WC in town
Numbers in accounts
Tell me the amount
I've got a fetish of counting money
Lease a range if you want a different range of nani
The feelings strange
For the price of two I give em two
Business through an through
You ain't really rapping what you live I put two and two
You ain't even out here in field
You ain't got a clue what to do when niggas step to you
I see it in you use a lil bih nigga
Me and bro made another case disappear
He David Blaine now we're in the clear
We in sumo throwing rands up in the air
Celebrating dodging indictments
Wxnners spirit in the atmosphere



Credits
Writer(s): Foreman Moyo
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