Money

Tricks and yaps around me, every day try to get past that
Rat trap, rat trap, catch the legs, I need hydraulics in my kneecaps, on his head
Keep, keep antennas, swivel, scanning, I got numbers, I got letters
Man, I put this shit together, I was good, but now I'm better

Stoneman waist-deep, wading, take him when it's time for take
Ain't no time for waiting, get yourselves a-fucking-quainted
Shut your mouth if you complaining, swear to God it feels amazing
Every day we make mistakes, and every day falls into place

Lotta pockets on me, my cargo, you can fucking take it, you don't even need to borrow
Couldn't help but wonder how fast this car go
I was tryna push it, wasn't tryna see tomorrow
Tense, I was tense like the string of a crossbow
You already know, what the fuck did you ask for
Fakest identities, give me your passport, I keep a lookout for lights on the dashboard
Pockets keep, I keep 'em full up, you ain't got no right to question
Got yourself to make a fool of, calling you bluff, bluffa
Word to you and word to wonder, open-source and free to plunder
There was rain, and there was thunder, they cast us asunder

Stoneman waist-deep, wading, take him when it's time for take
Ain't no time for waiting, get yourselves a-fucking-quainted
Shut your mouth if you complaining, swear to God it feels amazing
Every day we make mistakes, and every day falls into place

Present is part of a puzzle, put it together with trouble
Hardship is part of the muscle, there ain't no way I be muzzled
There ain't no way you can try to piece me, try to sneak behind him, easy fucking peasy
I had grip and I was squeezing, you better be really listen
I've fallen and I have risen, the dew in the morning glisten
I wrote it, and it was written, hey, hey
My hands were tied, and now my range restored
My hands were tied, and now my range restored



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Llamas
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