Money Chaser

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Shotty oi

Man im tryna get the bag man I want them green hunnids stacking up inside my hands
Keep on talking bout the trap ut you ain't never sold a bag
What you know bout dirty notes just tryna make a bit of cash
Just tryna make a bit of cash tryna fill the fucking fridge and give my mum a bit of that
Bet you don't know bout the struggle all dem nights were fucking whack
Was always hanging with dem boys that everybody said were bad, but
People don't realize that there's a boy behind the mask
We more similar than you I just got givin a different path and
Life just keeps on goin gotta keep on moving fast
Im taking kush up to my brain and now my eyes are looking glassed

Get round there on a boring day and turn it fun
Make him run
Ill still one on one with smoker's lungs
Said I wanna hit from the back
She wants it from the front
That's all g baby either way you know you gonna cum
We be eating good my baby ain't gon be eating crumbs
Watch me stunt
I been dropping racks Ill make it back within the same month

Green up in my system
Thats a cone packed I guess another one im sinking
Im sitting with these thoughts and man it really got me thinking
Paranoia got gotta hold of me I guess its instincts
Do what you gotta do just be about your business
Im spitting out these raps and I really hope you listen

Money comes first and that why I was outside with the team doin dirt
Go to work
Get up flip them packs and then the cash is what you earn
Let it burn
Rip bro that really hurt that was the worst
Never got to hear the full words of this verse and that really tugs a string a pulls a nerve
That's absurd and if she disrespects I'm running with her purse

Cause I'm still that same kid
Kinda tapped but just a bit
Always tryna get the money quick
On the block we made it flip and till this day we hitting licks
Get the paper stay legit and you ain't got no clue
Bout what I did so please don't tell me how I live
Pussy

Been running round since young I done up people in a group
And done up people one v one
Whatchu know about these streets pushing weight it ain't much fun
I'm having convos with the feins but I'll do that shit for funds
For da funds for da funds
Golden chain got more than one
Diamonds sitting on my finger but lil bitch I just begun
But lil bitch its just the start
I got dreams about them cars big exhaust and going fast
But for now I'm flipping packs and writing bars
Staying armed
Come for me Ill show you heart gotta ting that gives you scars but
Please don't be alarmed
I just save it for the dickheads who give chat and think they hard
Fuck the narcs
Aint no way I'm getting nicked so I beat that case apart
And I'm walking out the courthouse like you can't get me g
What you know bout making racks money coming while you sleep
And I get constant double-doubles like my name is Joel Embiid

Running rings around the trap but now its running rings round me
Oi Now its running rings round me
Listen Shotty



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Writer(s): Shotty Shane
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