2 Da End
Buddha
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I’m getting money on a punk bitch Yea it’s Matt Brick$ What I be going so hard I know your bitch know me But I’d give it all away for my dead homies Going hard to the end till my last breath I gotta give it everything till there’s nothing left I be going so hard I know your bitch know me But I’d give it all away for my dead homies Going hard to the end till my last breath I gotta give it everything till there’s nothing left I’m my mommas only son gotta do it big Now we pop gold bottles eat at Ruth Chris Black Truffle on the pasta like it real thin Lil baby I can take you where you’ve never been I’m a hustler getting money yea I do it all Palm Angels on my feet help me stand tall We can go to Malibu or go to Montreal When you hop into this bed you better take it off Everyday I wake up early get my day right Light a lil bit of sage for the good vibes Make a nice lil smoothie eat some egg whites Gotta check my trap phone what’s today like That money calling so you know I gotta get it I’m a bread winner baby so you know I stay winning Yea I got the vision light thou on the lenses And when I see your ass finna pick up where I finished ayy I be going so hard I know your bitch know me But I’d give it all away for my dead homies Going hard to the end till my last breath I gotta give it everything till there’s nothing left I be going so hard I know your bitch know me But I’d give it all away for my dead homies Going hard to the end till my last breath I gotta give it everything till there’s nothing left You gotta get it ain’t nobody finna get it for ya Big plates late nights we at Bosa Nova I got money coming in strait from Arizona And your BM in my DM tryna come over I don’t dance I just walk and hit my two step I’m in the building turning heads yea I’m up next Your ex seen me on your live know he upset I got this chain from my grandma so I stay blessed What’s the point of going hard if I ain’t getting rich Gotta calculate your steps you don’t wanna slip I ain’t ever been the same since they shot Nick And now I’m out here by myself running up a check And my bitch all organic we at Whole Foods Had a couple lames switch but that’s old news All you do is talk shit you never make moves And you fake ass bitches all see through ayy I be going so hard I know your bitch know me But I’d give it all away for my dead homies Going hard to the end till my last breath I gotta give it everything till there’s nothing left I be going so hard I know your bitch know me But I’d give it all away for my dead homies Going hard to the end till my last breath I gotta give it everything till there’s nothing left I be going so hard I know your bitch know me But I’d give it all away for my dead homies Going hard to the end till my last breath I gotta give it everything till there’s nothing left
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Written by: Michael Cipres
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