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you so stupid, you know that you're useless
And every day I just been livin' through life, whenever I'm sad
I get that money, lil' bitch, get a bag, I

Yeah, time to show some appreciation to Don Jazzy for this one,
I go by the name of Milkshayke,
I should have done this for the 2k but it came rather

on the first date/keep the fake love out my face, I’m on a run on a money chase/I guess she a slow hoe/that bih keep throwing up red flags you know that’s a no

could tell by his heartbeat 
I told him come play with this game like Atari 
Lexy 
I run this shit I'm Sha'Carri 
Tryna get my clothes off please don't

an angel but so was Satan
Working with Otto, I was a mason
I was dead broke, sleeping in homie basement
Long way from pulling to Cait's crib

Stopping by

failed evidently
Putting handcuffs on me like it was a leash
They towed my whip, a hefty fee and I ain't have the money
But I skrrt off out that bitch,

to pick up tools
If a new trick come my niggas by fullz
We no care for no long ting the money gon' loot

Tell me what you say to me now
A little bit

swollen
When I hit from the back I be leaving it broken
I be all in her stomach trying to dig in her colon
Then it's back to the money she know I gotta stay

Couldn't check me wit my stripes, oh and my Adidas
We one in a mil rest In peace to Aaliyah
So if one of mine goes I pour it by liters
To my mothers

Baby I’ve been wondering how we ever got this low, I’ve been standing by the train tracks, I’ve been hanging out of windows; and the way we were

ain't I ain't pickin' up, aye

Moving call me Carole King
Dropping by the Serafin's
Flooring it
Acid rain I'm pouring in
Pheramone-ing like a pharaoh king

pain
This bullet's for you - accept this gift for your farewell
Save your thanks and go to hell

Ruthless bankster, keen for money
Always driven by your

ain't equal
But y'all be gettin' robbed by the same girls Livin' this life lavishly

Settin' the record straight properly And honestly, y'all ain't

feel like I lived a life time
Money up but spirits low Im askin' god for a sign
Sad to say i'll never love myself or see the finish line
The line

home.

The work is hard and the money ain’t that great. 
But I remember why I do it at the end of each day. 
The love I feel for you no one can take away.

I'll be real
Give you everything you need
I'll make you stay
Lap dance all day
cnd I won't ask for your money  
'cause I've got feelings
I've got

it came with both keys
If it ain't 'bout the money, just keep shit brief
Ain't none of these niggas gon' checkmate me
Tell the contractor, "I need

at me
If it ain't 'bout the money you keep it moving
Since rap is the trap Imma keep it pushing
You addicted to bass that I'm cooking
Success is

on the phone with my boy Lenny
Yo We always talking money so I know we good to go

Hook

I dun came down
cuz the beat so cold  - 2xs
yeah I dun came up 
and yeah

shot
And I'd be bettin' on me by now

'Cause I'm a winnin' horse, I swear
Let me be the one to take you there
Can't say it won't be a wild ride
Got

cyy, always moving with a bounce
Scaling baggies by the ounce
Table filled with large amounts
Hard to even keep count, yeah
Check the interior, nothing's

on getting in my own way
And it's slowly killing me

Now I got bills
Can barely pay my rent
Now nothing's left for me because all my money is spent
Oh baby,

finna shoot up Texaco
76 dual .57, break the glass up off the door
Oh I heard they slid on gang, it's get back gang, shot five by bro
Oh I heard my

irons and raw
Try not to get caught by the law
Protect what you got on your mind and heart
Cause niggas will slime they dawg
Never get up and deny who you