Almighty Dollar

Moonboots watch a nigga take off Ian sipping on syrup but I still get gone
I ain't got no friends, my niggas my brothers, got 10 bad bitches every time I come home
Feeling myself im not gone lie
Clean up real good iont own no tie
I'm getting money then we getting money it's almighty dollar want piece a da pie
If you wit me i'm witchu forever tighter then glue way we sticking together
Asking me when i'm gone quit i said never go up a whole notch like i'm pulling the lever
Keep me a roster my bitches in severals, smokin on pasta i know i feel special
All in my bag like corn in a kettle got em all mad they want me to settle

I got flavor kicking flavor i got sauce
See ya later ain no meetings i get lost
You was hating i dun turned myself a boss
I keep sinning lord forgive me what's da cost
I can go up on da price right now
You niggas loud need to pipe it down
Move like a butterfly, sting like a bee, ima real heavyweight pound for pound
Shawty is bad, witta fat ass, but she been passed from town to town
You tough on the net, sending me threats, where all that noise when you see me around
Dey tryna drag me down, that's why i keep my distance
Six feet don't come around, this is a quarantine district
Used to have my face on the ground
Came from rags to riches
Fuckin on wives and misses



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Writer(s): Ja'cor Nelson
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