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ain't bout money then please do not call my line

I've been coming from the grind and I ain't leaving any time
Whatever you see right here is definitely

paradise

Money, maybach, mansion, ice (Hey)
I got everything in life (Yeah)
Bought a jacket from Versace
I don't even know the price (Woah)
I be shinin' all

pay off 
Work hard everyday 
Doh tek no day off 
Mi gone pon e grind cuz mi want it fast 
The money mi want it fast 

Brand new machine fi a park up

They just want to suck and fuck me good
Getting to that money like we should
I been getting money
Trapping out the bando
She want to hold up on my arm

I told that girl that I'm straight on you
'Nother bag in and my chain brand new
Adding my money like 2+2 
Aye, aye 
Say that you real, we don't know

Turn away your cheek
I get money every week
She don't love me she a cheat
She gon fuck up on the team
Where's the love I feel deceased
She don't love

I got a good mixture
I'm worried on the money we tryna get richer
Our legacy we reading from scripture
Smoking the weed, sipping the liquor
I got

Run it back run it back run it back down
Got my fendi got my money run it back now
Run it back run it back run it back down
Got my money run it back

Late Night early mornings bitch think I'm hoeing 
I ain't even get no sleep and I'm still going
Spent all my money on my kids now I'm bumming 
Next

Baba I'm down on my knees oh 
Make your pikin chop this money

Baba God I dey reach out
I wanna talk to you
Na small prayer, no vex
No be like say I

Yeah

Yeah the money funny how I'm laughing to the bank
Bad lil vibe and she said she wanna link
Twelve pulled me over, yeah I know they smell

Fuck up my money
Im cutting your lights off
I kick in and your life lost
I sound like a drummer 
When im in the crib
Brrr 
Im letting the pipe off
Im

Spark a Flame to the Mary Jane
Take it to the brain
Make it rain like a hurricane 
Money ain't a thang
Do your thang, I don't know your name
But I'm

Money she don't make it	
Cake face she gon' fake it	
Young lives he gon' take em	
Money they don't make it	
Lines he gotta break em	
Hearts he gonna

girl she cute
Look at a mill I blew
But is that really watchu here for
That ain't what God put you here for
See money come and go, it don't stay long
So

Bugging Bow Bugging Bow

I get the money I hustle
I got the bag no ruffles
I'm dripping in sauce it's running
Flexing and I don't pull no muscles
Flexing

Living chillin flexing mami 
Making money
Voy a darte todo mientras seas mi shawty  
Ya no puedo pensar 
Ni imagino que otra ocupe tu lugar 
Living

you got 
Yeah that's a bet 
She getting me hot 
And i'm getting her wet 
But bitch it's bout money 
Don't get in my way  
I gotta run it up reppin

em off
If it aint about no money i aint tryna get involved

Since i started comin i noticed niggas changin
Everybody hates chris im guessin im the one

Money... Money
Money... Money
Money... Money

Hit me with that bag talk, that bag talk 
Hit me with that bag talk, that bag talk 
Hit me with that

They in it for that money
My gee they don't believe in my steez
I'm back above in this bitch and I'm in this shit before I peace
They in it for that

whole new shit
Lately been focused on the money
I can't be worried bout a bitch
I gotta go 
(She keep on calling on my phone no I can't answer now
Yea she

And I'm a keep runnin
I'm a keep runnin one neva runnin outta money
I'm a dog I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin
And my car so pretty all these hoes wan f**k

always stays solid

Talk about money i got it
I dont need help from nobody
Ride with the family we mobbin
Applyin some pressure
You know its exotic
Talk