GFS
Yung Clay
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Blood money, drug money, trap money, old money, new money, dirty money Run up check like I ain't got time to waste I want all type of money You know I finna go get it Fill the bag up untill it too damn heavy Secure it then right back at it again Was gamble with hustle to make it big So I practice my craft so safe to say I elevated my fucking game Me n whole clique, ABM and FOE We hustle hard so we can get million Couple nigga hate us But our movement making these nigga be motivated to go get these money Told my family we gone eat so let get these money Born with hustle mindset Can't rest untill I get that couple million Nigga think they can rob me Didn't know I kept that 9 on me whenever I go Or one phone call to my shooter, they on your ass with quickness They say money can change people but not me Bitch say they want me but told them I only married to game so success of money come with it
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