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Need mo Guap mo dollas

They say that money can't buy happiness
But it solve all my problems

Need to go get me a bag
A sorry hoe that's not my problem
I'm sorry bro that's not my problem
With the gang and we thinkin bout commas
Need me  mo I ain't feelin it properly

Back out the back wit my bro's
I want the  tourin and shows
To make me some profit
Can't neva stress bout a hoe
Cause they want the dough
They fallin in love with yo pockets
Most of these niggas is hoes
They watching you slow
But I neva lack that's a promise
Yeah
Getting it poppin
Can't stop til I got morgues in my Pocket

Won't stop girl
I need me some millies

Here schemin
Won't stop till I'm eatin

Need me mo dollas
They know that I been fiendin

Pop a tan just to make me feel even
Going through phases I won't even see it

How many plans done dropped
Through the seasons

To many things I take just to ease it
Workin on everything it don't come easy

Takin these doomies I write me some music
Gon shoot me a movie yeah I put it on film

If i shoot shot grab that Shit off the rim
Pass it back know im gon shoot it again

Heat dynasty destined to win

Need me the bank I been goin in
Need me more dope just cope in the crib

High lifestyle yeah I'm high as a bitch
Run with that Lilo boy you could get stitched
Keep me some tricks
These not for kids

Take me a drink not no regular sip
Everything potent I know that I'm golden
Been plotting on  m's ever since a kid
Need me mo guala to stack for my kids

A nigga been certified y'all not legit
Need mo Guap mo dollas

They say that money can't buy happiness
But it solve all my problems

Need to go get me a bag
A sorry hoe that's not my problem
I'm sorry bro that's not my problem
With the gang and we thinkin bout commas
Need me  mo I ain't feelin it properly

Back out the back wit my bro's
I want the  tourin and shows
To make me some profit
Can't neva stress bout a hoe
Cause they want the dough
They fallin in love with yo pockets
Most of these niggas is hoes
They watching you slow
But I neva lack that's a promise
Yeah
Getting it poppin
Can't stop til
I got morgues in my Pocket

Strong that I'm smokin
I'm sitting here toasted

Stuck in the crib
I'm not doin this sober

My vices get filled up
through All this potent

I pour out my pain
When I pour up this potion

Broken by pieces
Out here by my lonely

This shit for life
Not a regular moment

Sippin thin drank not no regular feel
The time we killed when I was up on it

Can't feel no more
Gotta live in the moment

My past is my past
And nigga I own it

Planning my future
While Smokin on doja
I keep my composure
The deeper the pain
The longer I'm sober

It drive me insane
It done made me a monster
It drive me insane
It done me a monster

Need mo Guap mo dollas

They say that money can't buy happiness
But it solve all my problems

Need to go get me a bag
A sorry hoe that's not my problem
I'm sorry bro that's not my problem
With the gang and we thinkin bout commas
Need me  mo I ain't feelin it properly

Back out the back wit my bro's
I want the tourin and shows
To make me some profit
Can't neva stress bout a hoe
Cause they want the dough
They fallin in love with yo pockets
Most of these niggas is hoes
They watching you slow
But I neva lack that's a promise
Yeah
Getting it poppin
I Can't stop til
I gotta morgue in my Pocket

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