Sand Money

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I got sand money
I got sand money
I got sand money
Bitch I ain't frontin
I got grands on me
I got grands on me
I got bands on me
Fifty's and these hundreds

Niggas can't take nothin from me
Bitch I got Arab money
I'm in my own league
Bet I spray and the opps go running
Bet I spray and the cops do nothing
Bet I pay for their kids tuition
We do this shit efficient
Just tryna make my living
This world a cold place
I'm prayin for forgiveness
Look what they made me into
Just tryna get this chicken
Got paper like a mailman
Feel like I don't got no friends
Who can you trust when
You see the sword that's hanging from the ceiling
Yea we got victims
Sometimes they paint me as the villain
I do what I gotta do
I don't have a lot to lose
Yeah out here tryna make moves
Gold plate stackin up food
You don't know wtf I been through
See a snitch and yo ass better shoot
Suffer no betrayers
Send them to the ninth circle
This place a frozen wasteland
We chiefing on that Urkle
Pull up on my opps
For fuckin with my knots
I run a tight shift
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I got sand money
I got sand money
I got sand money
Bitch I ain't frontin
I got grands on me
I got grands on me
I got bands on me
Fifty's and these hundreds
I got sand money
I got sand money
I got sand money
Bitch I ain't frontin
I got grands on me
I got grands on me
I got bands on me
Fifty's and these hundreds

Mobbin like some Saudis
Bet I'm leaving with yo Shawty huh
Arriving at the party
Hope that I don't catch a body huh
Niggas mind they business
And we won't have any problems huh
Told em it's just business
We don't need no fucking drama huh
I don't f*ck with Feds just like they celebate
Don't give me that
Bitch your ass irrelevant like laserdiscs
Don't think you bad
Came up in this game just like I'm heaven sent
I understand
Swear these streets malevolent but I'm just here
To get my stacks
Not a bad person
But it's a cold world
It's nature vs nurture
I'm tryna keep my virtue
But in this dog eat dog world
You either feed or be food
We jumpin through these hurdles
It's all a fucking circle
So imma get mine
Stackin this cake and karma
At the same-damn-time
Bitch I don't need no warm up
We walk a thin-damn-line
On the road to stardom
Pull up at the A-T-M
I'll take it all no Stalling

I got sand money
I got sand money
I got sand money
Bitch I ain't frontin
I got grands on me
I got grands on me
I got bands on me
Fifty's and these hundreds
I got sand money
I got sand money
I got sand money
Bitch I ain't frontin
I got grands on me
I got grands on me
I got bands on me
Fifty's and these hundreds
Yeah

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