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the (money man)

hooooo, hooooo

hooooo, Hot Damn

[Verse 1 - Malice]

My how the boys grow?

From roaming low into homes

To homes of his own

No catching up

To smooth to be trapped rules
Never knew a have not made it this cool (Yaya)
This what happens when I cut loose
When I'm out here flying up out

roses (I got these roses)
I got these roses they bloody my hands (Hands)
Picked by the dozen a trip down in France (France)
You want a new bag I'll cop in

straight to the point 
Rocking and rolling just like a lil Joint 
Call up the homies 
We smoking big doinks
Ya girl got that ass 
That shit go like boing
I

Whip it hard whip it good 
Play boy stunting in your neighborhood 
Side show bust a move
Anything I do put her in the mood
Ya'll know Bren finna make

it's true that I'm paid by the sentence
Shows on the road just to mention
A few of the perks,  cause I do put in work, now who's going to hurt my pension

at least I got my fam and all the homies 
Shout out all my Brodie’s they really my wodies 
Im always puffing dodi 
When it comes to the studio
It’s All gas I

a blondie
COVID-19 bad bitches on me
Twerkin’ when they hear my voice 
Tell ‘em sorry
They say Blessco
Do you really love me
Bring a gang of hoes 
Looking for

got next 
Bitch I got next 

Bitch I'mma flex
Show me the picture
Don't fuck wit a text
Got homies in Cali that wanna invest
You want the smoke, then

Shawty on fleek we just pulled up in a jeep
This the one start with no key
Your block's get spent with no tint so you know it was me
Don't think it's

minutes
Puttin' off the hobbies for another fixin'
Tell the homies bout' my show and all I hear is crickets
cnd they ain't never tryna kick it; alright okay

Meenie Miny Moe yuh 

You won't catch by my toe yuh 

See me rockin' all my shows yuh 

And now everybody knows 

That my name is 



Hook x2

C O D Y

C O

There's more homies in the ground then there is just walking round
When i look up in the clouds i just wanna make em proud
I cant sit up in the crowd

the back first
Pulling off that red skirt
Filling up her empty purse
Cigarillo filled with purp
My website always filled with merch
Yo today I'm gonna get

to turn me a chef
Cook em up, cook em up (Takeover the game)
Till its nothing left 
Help
That's what they asking for
I'm by myself

times with a bitch, yup
Hope i got it right because i struggle wit decision
When theres 3 bad guys by my side,
Devil on my shoulder i don't pray what's

boys make me scared
If you comfy being broke I don't even want you near
Get your money up
Then you'll have my fuckin ear
Momma gon be proud when I bring

It's like real, don't recognize real anymore
I see a lot of homies saying that they real though
But they the first to fold when times is getting hard

won't make the news
And this choppa got a beam I'll really show you what it do
And if we catch you niggas lacking we ain't playing by the rules
I think

Oooh
We’re gonna remind you, how the real represent should sound like, and remember - that is just a poetry. But who knows?
Yeah
When I’m on a beat,

When niggas work and still they
Verse ain't intact
I fear the worst you niggas
Phony and whack
Don't give my Brodie no dap
Like we was homies then go

Bismillah
I was raised by
Ex-cons with bullet scares
They wasn't missionaries, but they would try to show you your God
We was visionaries, but our

can a saint stay faithful to his purpose when the devil at his service?
Temptations make you feel alive on this earth
Holy books up on the furnace

So much death in the hood it's judgment day
I know Niggas that play with guns to their own homies
He tried to poison his mom but he ended up in