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Time to go and get the money
I need more bucks...
Pray I get to do the dash
Double R Truck
Milly T Nigga
Time to Go And Get The Money
I need more bucks
Praying for the steak
And no more eating cold cuts
They ain't really see it believe it
Accomplish several achievements
Chasing my dream but i really been sleepless
I was hungry
i just couldn't believe it
What you ate?
It's sad to say but everyday
My only meal was the Beacon
Everything was hustle nothing was easy
My hair was nappy and peasy
Gun to my head like god gimme a reason
Please
Jesus saved me
Thank god ain't got no baby
Cause i would've been fucked up
Pride gotta suck up
That shit would've drove me Brazy
My strength amazing
A rose grown from the pavement
Shots get popped
New body get dropped
I'm frontline this what made me
Still ain't take a lost
I Pay all cost to be the boss
Flacko Be The flyyest from the Bronx
Who would've ever thought
And that's not being rude
i hustle so i know the rules
Takers gotta take
And the losers spin the block in June
I was raised in the trenches
So I'm traumatized
Drug dealers overdoses and homicides
Really gotta get the money
Everything aside
It's only me and myself
That's what I'm living by
No i never broke the code
I'm the trendy guy
Keep the snitches at a distance
And they gotta die
Only real ones in my circle
And they down to ride
But you'll never catch me lackin
Cause I'm clutching mine
Always true to myself
All i ever want is money and wealth
Rollie raised like a belt
A couple ounces from the top of the shelf
Smoking my pain away
My nigga died i can't shed tears
So it's a rainy day
Been Alone since i was young wit braids
These niggas posting tbts
Just to hide that they fake
I can never trust a soul
The loyalty is astray
I lost a lot of friends overtime
Shit is so strange
It never was bout the money
It's the principle thing
But I'm just focused on myself
These niggas focused on hate
I could never switch it up
I always stay in my lane
And you can never find a statement
Co signed with my name
I only run wit trendsetters
Ion fuck wit the lames
We put em out for disrespect
No we not playing those games
It be the same ones
Claiming that we day ones
They be picking sides
Ride or die where i came from
I was raised in the trenches
So im traumatized
Drug dealers overdoses and homicides
Really gotta get the money
Everything aside
It's only me and myself
that's what I'm living by
No i never broke the code
I'm the trendy guy
Keep the snitches at a distance
And they gotta die
Only real ones in my circle
And they down to ride
But you'll never catch me lacking
Cause I'm clutching mine
I need more bucks...
Pray I get to do the dash
Double R Truck
Milly T Nigga
Time to Go And Get The Money
I need more bucks
Praying for the steak
And no more eating cold cuts
They ain't really see it believe it
Accomplish several achievements
Chasing my dream but i really been sleepless
I was hungry
i just couldn't believe it
What you ate?
It's sad to say but everyday
My only meal was the Beacon
Everything was hustle nothing was easy
My hair was nappy and peasy
Gun to my head like god gimme a reason
Please
Jesus saved me
Thank god ain't got no baby
Cause i would've been fucked up
Pride gotta suck up
That shit would've drove me Brazy
My strength amazing
A rose grown from the pavement
Shots get popped
New body get dropped
I'm frontline this what made me
Still ain't take a lost
I Pay all cost to be the boss
Flacko Be The flyyest from the Bronx
Who would've ever thought
And that's not being rude
i hustle so i know the rules
Takers gotta take
And the losers spin the block in June
I was raised in the trenches
So I'm traumatized
Drug dealers overdoses and homicides
Really gotta get the money
Everything aside
It's only me and myself
That's what I'm living by
No i never broke the code
I'm the trendy guy
Keep the snitches at a distance
And they gotta die
Only real ones in my circle
And they down to ride
But you'll never catch me lackin
Cause I'm clutching mine
Always true to myself
All i ever want is money and wealth
Rollie raised like a belt
A couple ounces from the top of the shelf
Smoking my pain away
My nigga died i can't shed tears
So it's a rainy day
Been Alone since i was young wit braids
These niggas posting tbts
Just to hide that they fake
I can never trust a soul
The loyalty is astray
I lost a lot of friends overtime
Shit is so strange
It never was bout the money
It's the principle thing
But I'm just focused on myself
These niggas focused on hate
I could never switch it up
I always stay in my lane
And you can never find a statement
Co signed with my name
I only run wit trendsetters
Ion fuck wit the lames
We put em out for disrespect
No we not playing those games
It be the same ones
Claiming that we day ones
They be picking sides
Ride or die where i came from
I was raised in the trenches
So im traumatized
Drug dealers overdoses and homicides
Really gotta get the money
Everything aside
It's only me and myself
that's what I'm living by
No i never broke the code
I'm the trendy guy
Keep the snitches at a distance
And they gotta die
Only real ones in my circle
And they down to ride
But you'll never catch me lacking
Cause I'm clutching mine
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Writer(s): Treyvon Godfrey
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