The Motive
Heard they been looking for Saint, lately it's been hard to find me
Making moves state to state, still got the gang right beside me
Same bitches used to decline me, now they tryna me make em a mommy
Ya shorty she call me ya highness
She gon' do what I say like I'm Simon
Fuck is wrong with niggas man?
Niggas don't be tryna make no money
You know that's the motive
You know money is the motive
Bout a bag, then you know i'm widdit
You know money is the motive
Do whatever, b I gotta get it
You know money is the motive
Called a play, now I'm on a mission
You know money is the motive
Do whatever, b I gotta get it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Ship it
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Flip it
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Chase it
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Heard they been looking for Saint, lately it's been hard to find me
Making moves state to state, still got the gang right beside me
Same bitches used to decline me, now they tryna me make em a mommy
Ya shorty she call me ya highness
She gon' do what I say like I'm Simon
Niggas ain't show me no love, started popping now they wanna co-sign me
Who is you niggas? remind me
They hear my shit, and rewind me
They hear your shit, never mind it
Niggas wanna realign me
Say you gon do it, then try me
Stay with the glock like we Siamese
Pull up on me, bitch I'm right here
Saint Krueger, ima nightmare
Dreamy nigga, honeys all around me
Cuz a nigga buzzing, more than lightyear... (S)
Ahead of these lil niggas
Fuck how you feel, I ain't feeling ya
Ain't talking a deal, I can't deal withcha
I'm the king of the hill, I'm in Hilfigger
Stay Melo
I'm pulling strings like Gepetto
Out in London, I'm blowing on petrol
I used to ride on the Metro
Now i'm feeling like Othello
Thought I told ya, bitch i'm royalty
I ain't even gotta say the name
By they way I killed it, they gon' know it's me
1, 2, 3, Poured a 4 of lean in my soda cream, brodie off a bean
Stay strapped with a loaded beam, run up, he gon' let it go for me
All of my niggas on go for me
Promise you don't want no smoke with me
Extended clip, hold a 40 piece
Make a nigga do the shoulder lean
Got the plug for the lowest P's
I could put you on for a broker fee
Talking money, but he lookin' broke to me
Money funny, he a joke to me
Two bitches and they both for me
That's ya wife? she a hoe for me
She gon open up her throat for me
And I'ma buss on her neck like a rosary
Said she wanna hit the road with me
Said she wanna roll the dope for me
Said she wanna hold the pole for me
I ain't going to jail, she gon' go for me
Sorry baby, I ain't paying no bail
Packs come in, ship it in through the mail
Break it down, weigh it up on the scale
I turned a quarter ounce into a bale
Hell, remember them days I was poor
Shoplifting, used to steal from the store
Now I book a flight whenever I'm bored
Ex miss me, told her book me on tour
You know money is the motive
Bout a bag, then you know i'm widdit
You know money is the motive
Do whatever, b I gotta get
You know money is the motive
Called a play, now I'm on a mission
You know money is the motive
Do whatever, b I gotta get it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
You know money is the motive
You know money is the motive
You know money is the motive
You know money is the motive
Making moves state to state, still got the gang right beside me
Same bitches used to decline me, now they tryna me make em a mommy
Ya shorty she call me ya highness
She gon' do what I say like I'm Simon
Fuck is wrong with niggas man?
Niggas don't be tryna make no money
You know that's the motive
You know money is the motive
Bout a bag, then you know i'm widdit
You know money is the motive
Do whatever, b I gotta get it
You know money is the motive
Called a play, now I'm on a mission
You know money is the motive
Do whatever, b I gotta get it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Heard they been looking for Saint, lately it's been hard to find me
Making moves state to state, still got the gang right beside me
Same bitches used to decline me, now they tryna me make em a mommy
Ya shorty she call me ya highness
She gon' do what I say like I'm Simon
Niggas ain't show me no love, started popping now they wanna co-sign me
Who is you niggas? remind me
They hear my shit, and rewind me
They hear your shit, never mind it
Niggas wanna realign me
Say you gon do it, then try me
Stay with the glock like we Siamese
Pull up on me, bitch I'm right here
Saint Krueger, ima nightmare
Dreamy nigga, honeys all around me
Cuz a nigga buzzing, more than lightyear... (S)
Ahead of these lil niggas
Fuck how you feel, I ain't feeling ya
Ain't talking a deal, I can't deal withcha
I'm the king of the hill, I'm in Hilfigger
Stay Melo
I'm pulling strings like Gepetto
Out in London, I'm blowing on petrol
I used to ride on the Metro
Now i'm feeling like Othello
Thought I told ya, bitch i'm royalty
I ain't even gotta say the name
By they way I killed it, they gon' know it's me
1, 2, 3, Poured a 4 of lean in my soda cream, brodie off a bean
Stay strapped with a loaded beam, run up, he gon' let it go for me
All of my niggas on go for me
Promise you don't want no smoke with me
Extended clip, hold a 40 piece
Make a nigga do the shoulder lean
Got the plug for the lowest P's
I could put you on for a broker fee
Talking money, but he lookin' broke to me
Money funny, he a joke to me
Two bitches and they both for me
That's ya wife? she a hoe for me
She gon open up her throat for me
And I'ma buss on her neck like a rosary
Said she wanna hit the road with me
Said she wanna roll the dope for me
Said she wanna hold the pole for me
I ain't going to jail, she gon' go for me
Sorry baby, I ain't paying no bail
Packs come in, ship it in through the mail
Break it down, weigh it up on the scale
I turned a quarter ounce into a bale
Hell, remember them days I was poor
Shoplifting, used to steal from the store
Now I book a flight whenever I'm bored
Ex miss me, told her book me on tour
You know money is the motive
Bout a bag, then you know i'm widdit
You know money is the motive
Do whatever, b I gotta get
You know money is the motive
Called a play, now I'm on a mission
You know money is the motive
Do whatever, b I gotta get it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
Ship it
Zip it
Flip it
Remix it
Chase it
Save it
Blow the bag
Replace it
You know money is the motive
You know money is the motive
You know money is the motive
You know money is the motive
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