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Brandin on the beat
Dj Swish
On the move when the money call
Never trust a bitch but I fuck em all
I was taught do the dirt take the fall
Put

Grind grind grind, that's all I got on my mind
If you aint talkin money then please don't waste my time
Lyrically no mastermind
But I aint gon fall

like gymnastics with 
With this money that I flip
Money that we flip

Flip It
Let's Flip It 
Let's Flip It 
Flip It
Let's Flip It 
Let's Flip It 
Flip It

I pay the bills with dirty money
I was broker with a legal job
Now I hire if you need a job
I just hope that you can keep a job
Last year I was

Corsets rented off
Porsches in the portrait, money never rented off
Mouth so crystallized, my cup poured with those alkali
Smoke so much gas my lungs

5 AM in Toronto 
Told my mans I need the money pronto 
5 AM in Toronto 
Get the racks out the backpack
5 AM in Toronto 
Flipping dinero out

already spent 
But they don't know where my money went 

Drug money
Drug money
Drug money gonna save my soul 

I aim to know of right and wrong and it may

Wanna talk
Wanna talk
Yeah
Yeah
I'm the shit
You wanna talk
You betta talk to me thru cash app
Send me money wit a note
I'ma cash addict
They call me

money and u know we ain't stopping 
Paper chasin that's the only option 
But we mobbin riding with the gang 
Flying down the 401 in the fast lane 
Now we

(Let's get paid)
(Yeah, uh)
I ain't worried bout what niggas talking let's get paid
I'm just tryna double up the money that I made
I ain't worried

I was born poor with a rich mind
Wanted to pay the check but it declined
All these dummy rappers making money yet I'm unsigned
So now I'm getting

of a magazine
Don't need no money to dream
Don't need no money to breathe
So we all got our arms in the air asking, "What for?"
Is this where we are now?
Hiding

break
Fuck a bitch today
Get some money way
Fuck with me the long way
The player way
Dirty muddy nigga
From that Georgia Clay
In a Monte Carlo
It's an 88

The money chase is bringing me here
The shades of grey are never too, ever too clear
And every minute that I'm spending here
Seems to last about

Back door gang 
I'm never waiting in line
Optimal flow
The boy is in his prime

21 trynna get that old money
Typa money make her jump the pole for me

Money in my pocket I'm on
Moving fast no limits on the dash
Hold up don't be fucking up my zone
Live life any day could be yo last
Money in my pocket

I been on my grind nothin else that i could tell you
I dont know what else i could tell you
Money on my mind baby i could never fail you
Baby i will

money wisely Towards a whole deal
My talents flex skills
Go hard or go home
You can call Uber up 
And get away
Or get on that hustle
My first period got

Had a million dollar dream last night
A million dollars
Had a million dollar dream last night
A million dollars
All I kept seeing, money kept piling

Putting that OT
You knew the old me
If timing is money
Then somebody owe me
Yeah somebody owe me
Somebody owe me
My time is mo-ney
So somebody own me

the grip
Found out on the strip
No love don't exist
All scrubs on da bench
I'm good money yea yea
So good money spent

You got to hustle harder than them

(Yeah)
Chillin with my ice
(Yeah)
Chillin with my ice 
(My ice)

You see me pull up wit my ice
Mixin' dirty sprite
(Yeah)
I got too much money that I

If you ain’t bout your fucking paper what you doing
If you ain’t getting to this money then you drawn You on some shit
Cause I be grinding grinding

can't catch me with no normal bitch (Aye)
My cup full, my n****s here, my blunt is strong
My hoes bad, they fuck good, my money long
I took a loss but got