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Sol Star

Solomon Star (December 20, 1840 – October 10, 1917) was a German-American businessman and politician notable as an early resident of the town of Deadwood, South Dakota. more »

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Since a youth, I've been tryna stack up revenue
But never had a clue
Now I'm plottin like a bandit, tryna get my loot
I see my the cash route
All these birds try to tail, so I flew the coop, now I'm spitting in the stu
I just wanna put on for my city, crew
So I gotta stack up revenue

At six, I schemed for the green cuz I'm a fiend
Call me the Green Goblin when I'm on the scene
Tryna get the cream at top of the crop
When hot shit pop here comes the guap
Mom and Pops gave me cash, it made me spoiled
Paper ain't regal, but I seem royal
Flush them shitty ass people down, they ain't loyal
Always tryna plot, always tryna foil
When I'm with the homies, you know I be tipping
We flipping, we dipping all up in the money
We whipping, they tripping cuz we in the Beam and the ladies be bidding
You call me Slick Back, cuz you know I be pimpin
But you should know pimpin ain't easy
Especially when you got the moves like Breezy
Niggas don't need new craft, they cheesy
Put these fakes in the coffin, they ain't Cash Money Weezy
Or Tall Racks Nasty C
Not even Roc Nation Hov, Jay-Z
For graduation, I got me a G
One rack, one stack, no fee
Spent it all in the NYC
Now I'm fresh as money can be
You see, but that don't stop the gnats and the fleas
Tryna get me to release the scratch, they better flee

Since a youth, I've been tryna stack up revenue
But never had a clue
Now I'm plottin like a bandit, tryna get my loot
I see my the cash route
All these birds try to tail, so I flew the coop, now I'm spitting in the stu
I just wanna put on for my city, crew
So I gotta stack up revenue

Wanted to win the lotto, but never followed
Not Rich, Just Blessed, yo, that's the motto
Word to T. Lanez, my money is staccato
May not be much, but shit will follow
Niggas never heard the creed
Money equals evil, causing all the greed
It ain't even gotta be big, just a seed
Now we making jealousy into a new breed
Niggas smoking that loose leaf, that good tree
I be writing on that shit cuz that shit  it ain't free
At least my shit is productive and carefree
While you getting charged with murder, First degree
That's why I'm tryna be independent for dead presidents
It's evident, that pushing carts will never finish it
Tryna be my own boss, my own lieutenant
That be honing his own squad of residents
No negligence when racking up them dividends
I be trying break bread with my brethren
I don't thinks these niggas even comprehend
This knowledge I'm giving out, to apprehend
Back then I was a big spender
See these paper cuts, I'm real shredder
Sometimes I was broke, but never beggar
Now I'm real resourceful when I got my cheddar

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