Mo' Money

It's a smooth day
Chillin wit shawty that likes deuce
She drunk she keep mixing it up wit my nickname
I don't really bullshit just talk shit and kixk game
Damn I wore these Stadium Green 1's and it's starting to rain
I'll cop some more look I ain't really trippin
If I ain't him I gotta kill him I'll tell you what I isn't
I ain't no punk, I ain't no bitch, I ain't no easy mission
What you see there is food that ain't no competition
Blowing air balloons higher out in San Diego
Smoking on this jetsons paxk got me feeling like I'm space ghost
Mistakes you'll never over come if you don't face those
I know you bout ya paceso but is your pay slow
Pay no attention to no nigga not in yo position
Prolly mad because they soft and they heart missing
Prolly mad because it's dark and his bitch missing
Prolly mad because I'm the one and my black skin contains the sun nigga

Yea I just cashed me a check I'm thinking mo money
Automatic techs and some vests ain't taking shit from me
When I fly through my city I feel like Superman
Yo word don't mean shit you would understand
Yea I just cashed me a check I'm thinking mo money
Automatic techs and some vests ain't taking shit from me
When I fly through my city I feel like Superman
Yo word don't mean shit you would understand



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Writer(s): Michael Lemon
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