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on a pedestal.
I just ate an edible. I'm feeling incredible.
Got my Money on my mind.. and in time I'm get it too ..
So fuck a nine to five. Gotta hustle

you ain't never gone leave
He take that shit to his heart
Cause there's no love in these streets
I'll fall on my blade for you
Fuck the money I gave

makes me physically sick to my stomach
The way you t-take a dream, and crush it into rubbish
Don't act like you don't love it, I know you do
Maybe it's

but that ain't my semen
I'm better than solar
Oh my gosh they must be dreaming
I hated going to church great grandma she called me heathen
But i'm still

just want give you good loving
The way your daddy loves your mummy
Girl I give you all my money
Swear na only you
Uuuuuuu
No other girl fit to take your

A Love Like That

The Wrights

The Wrights

2008

a love like that
Yeah, I want a love like that
As a matter of fact
I want a love like that

If I’m cornered by a grizzly bear
Shake his paw and get me

me, baby love it or not
Everybody starring at me, I'm a beast
So terrified they wanna get me off the streets
But I'm out here making money cuz my people

my shot clock steady beeping nigga
Still know God is by my side, his glory builds me seasons nigga
It's pleasing for to feel
All this love for me

the heavens rained shine upon me
I wish I wasn't trapped here living this lie
I wish I was loved for more than just sex
I wish my sex was more the love that I

Parkstone Drive

Russ

Zoo

2018

rains sometimes even when it shines
Don't give up, don't

Yeah, my parents' marriage in shambles, I won't lie, it hurts
I thought money would fix it,

Protecting all of my money moves as I stack these pesos
Shorty out in Cancun got more hits than Babe Ruth
Diamonds shining bright (Yeah!) kind of like a full

Seems by now I should have landed

But Minnie the moocher from the future
Could turn space into whatever kind
Of face would suit ya
The rainbow's bend was

Lorez, don't stop
Money making moves, it's my favorite kind of language
Mess around, I slam him on his head like I'm Kurt Angle
Put his body in

Babygirl you too kind
She like you know Good Things Take Time fingers crossed
Wait like who else really gone call the shots
Yeah you the boss!
My ex said

enough for a father
Who never checking on his sons
Few months ago my cousin almost became one
I'm lost inside the sight of a lock on aa gun
A Cayman just

Broke

Juvenile

Broke

2019

really matter, I ain't askin' 'bout his cashflow
But you gon' make me flash like

You ain't got no money, bitch, you broke
You trippin', boy, you must

always lookin’ out for others
He lived his life in humility showin’ love to his brothers
Even when they did dirt & walked all over him
To Mike it wasn’t

games so bright
Im a shooting star
Dont need ammo though
Its grotesque how
He makes that money
His business card reads
I dont need fucking nothing
My

CHURCH BOY WITH A BADMAN THINKING.

Don't get it twisted baby it's Sean Khemy.

Oh my sweetie Angelina.
If loving you is a sin, I go like to be

wonderful and true
He's gonna spent his money
He's gonna call me honey i gonna tease her
Oh Lord, I gonna squeeze her
Gonna love her plenty
She's gonna make

of that stolen mountain, 
as buck v. bell. but when billie's arm bent fumi's  
note then muhfuck this paramilitary weatherman 
 
and his tired navy blue.

World Wide Mob Figgaz

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

figga West Coast, who ride
When we rob niggas money make my squad bigger
But we ain't sell our souls
Bustin' on my enemies, murder my foes
At my shows

World Wide Mob Figgaz

2Pac

Until the End of Time [Clean]

2001

figga West Coast, who ride
When we rob niggas money make my squad bigger
But we ain't sell our souls
Bustin' on my enemies, murder my foes
At my shows

all night since I can't get fired
Government pinching my money like steel pliers
So I'ma spend it all 'til my eyes get tired

At this point I ain't got