Addicted To Money

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Flako ATM

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It's Flako ATM in this bitch, man
Addicted to Money you heard, that two seven shit
Soco block, shit EPT shit nine one five shit, man
You know how we coming

Shoutout my savages, man
O J did this shit
Get with it, told him don't play with my fitted
This shit right here could get wicked

I'ma go getter, so bitch, I'ma get it
First time getting paper, I became addicted
Out for the bag like this shit was a mission
Out with them rods , but we not going fishing

Glock a bad bitch, cause it got an extension
It got a red beam, so bitch, I ain't missing
Most of my bros got convictions
Been gone for a minute, I ain't even gone front

Man, you know that I'm missed em'
Tooly gon' blow like a whistle
My nigga a felon, but he still gon' keep him a pistol
Best, watch how you stepping

Caught goofy ass at the seven eleven
Bitch, I'm from Texas, I'm from the two seven
Most of my loved ones locked up or in heaven
No clubhouse, but niggas be rats like Mickey

Rolling up more if that's sticky
Gon' leave my mark like a hickey
I'm a big stoner, but I ain't no hippie
I ain't shit on these niggas, I might need some teepee

Got motion, got no emotions
Crack me a seal and I'll pour up some potion
Nut on her face, watch her rub it like lotion
I got the wave, you could call me a ocean

Dive in you gon' drown
Step out the floor and smellin' like a pound
This shit so loud, but it don't make a sound
Bitch don't wanna suck me, then get from around

Keep me a stick when I ride through the town
Love in my face, Hate when I ain't around
And I picked myself up when I was on the ground
In the deep end, hoping that I don't drown

I done lost everything got it back, no rebound
Member when I was locked up in a cell
I was there by myself, I ain't even get no mail
In my own head, I was going through hell

But some voices inside me said, you gon' prevail
Walked in the room like they all know the smell
And I pulled up the bars, had me slow like a snail
Heard you wann' smoke, we gon' pull up with hammers

And we strike your shit like a motherfucking nail
Told em', don't play with my fitted
This shit right here could get wicked
I'ma go getter , so bitch, I'ma get it

First time getting paper, I became addicted
Out for the bag like this shit was a mission
Out with them rods, but we not going fishing
Glock a bad bitch, cause it got an extension

It got a red beam, so bitch, I ain't missing
My life like a movie, fell in love with toolies
Ain't talking no dance, so this shit could get groovy
Play with a us I just might spaz and go boosie

My circle real small, I ain't fucking with goofies
Foreign little bitch with a pretty big booty
I ain't sleep in some days my eyes looking real droopy
Used to hit licks broad daylight with a toolie

I ain't even wear no mask, I just put on my hoodie
They ain't f*ck with Flako, I'm already knowing
Nun' but fake love, what these people be showing
Music a hobby, just hear how I'm flowing

Straight to the top where a young migo going
Used to ride buckets, but now I'm in a foreign
I love getting money, it never get boring
Fucking your bitch, got her screaming and moaning

I be up all night, thugging out till the morning
The grind never stop, I can't slip
Addicted to money since I was a jit
I wanna be wealthy, I ain't trying to be rich

I'm too real for this shit, Flako won't ever switch
Drug cross the mud, that's why I don't trust shit
Relapsed on them drugs, that's how deep this shit get
Fighting my demons, I know I'ma win

Can't let nun' this bullshit, get under my skin
The real multiply and the fake gon' divide
Call me a pilot, the way I'm so fly
My eyes on the money until I go blind

And I'm gonna be the same till the day that I die
Stacking this money so high, some niggas switched up
Had to leave them behind
Some people hate seeing me through the blinds

Wake up in the morning and see dollar signs
Get with it, told them don't play with my fitted
This shit right here could get wicked
I'ma go getter, so bitch, I'ma get it

First time getting paper, I became addicted
Out for the bag like this shit was a mission
Out with them rods, but we not going fishing
Glock a bad bitch, cause it got an extension
It got a red beam so bitch I ain't missing

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