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Caviar breakfasts every day Merchant banks and yachts at Cannes Servants and cars and private sand! See me, feel me, touch me, heal me See me, feel me,
to be a mercenary Now I work in a merchant bank, I'm well-liked by the senior ranks Though behind my back the juniors call me fairy And how can I
grinding flossing shining nothing on my mind but getting that paper Working striving a merchant raising lurking silent murder to find it Hustling grinding
you ought to Bones buried in the earth might fail you If you don't know then who got tell you? Not the work of the merchants to pause and help you
a merchant but the future isn't certain so enjoy thangs I'm livin in the present Everydays a present From the president to peasant We never restin bout
you to examine the rhyme merchant Lace MC's with styles when they rhyme drunk On a label hunt, until twenty thou, out the trunk Eight Diagram sword
Mic merchants meditate on it til it's visual To what I believe in even if the situation's critical We chop slang like equipment So here's another
you moving nervous Boss up like Curtis, you get the Power respect Then BMF like you the merchant Walking around like Big Meech Bullets in the chamber
Money machine at the bank, I just made me a deposit Fucked that bitch right on the sink Is it the pussy or is it the faucet? I just left
Money machine at the bank I just made me a deposit Fucked that bitch right on the sink Is it the pussy or is it the faucet? I just left the hotel
(CookUpMason) US Bank approved my app Gave a bitch 10K, go get snatched Backstab a nigga, don't get no pass Back talk a nigga, got deals
Brothas wit they fists like oaks wood Provokes doom, and you're also about to go broke soon Mad current merchants, we nursed it Bad guerrillas, feed us
about to go broke soon Mad current merchants, we nursed it Bad guerillas, feed us like guaranteed they gon' kill us Fleeing, ninety in a night suit,
Mic merchants meditate on it til it's visual To what I believe in even if the situation's critical We chop slang like equipment So here's another
of a hustler My fathers father was a merchant Saw my mother sell blood to the blood bank But my blood line can't be purchased I come from wholesalers I'm just
And the icy fingers of old Jack Frost Closed Tightly all around From London Bridge to the river's bend The Thames was froze from end to end From bank to bank
And headed for the Eiffel tower And there the street merchants Called us out by name "Cool shades here for the Americans" They said in their finest
on purpose scream "fuck outta here" Larry Merchant couldn't prepare you for the rumble (nah) Nycha abbreviation for the jungle The youth got the drill
While the right hand close the curtain Ridin' with this bag Got me feelin' like a merchant Hit the hocus pocus Now you got the sauce like Merlin Swervin'
the Earth to speak Grounded to a fault, in a catalogue of circuitry With no certainty to bank on but the Rancor's biting pressure Measure that in intervals
grinding to fill my bank They can talk shit I dont give a damn I am still a gift Marys little lam Only thing I yearn for is the peace and the cheese Smile
my trust in a blick I put my self in a blitz Operator working got me looking for a merchant Ion do the cash app imma pick it up in person Bitches
house on the hill; got no money inside of my bank We have a whole world to see, and this old bike has got a full tank As we fly past the merchants
placed it courtside to greatness, BANK IT If you stuck on the same shit Then you cant hang wit The big dawgs have a seat where them lames sit Get a grip,
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