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once was a lump of clay your ideals could mold
Is now consumed by money and the position you hold
The wild-eyed rebel is gone
With all the plans that he

that phone bill with god is mad expensive 
It's better than these demons in my head, they're mad vicious
Evil and horribly malicious
What I do from here

online and shop for me
My shoes come in by packages
Hundreds I be stacking them
Broken bills I am blowing them
Nigga looking like money you might think my

catch 22 in Honda
2 Dope boys making noise
Leaning and still got the poise
I invested by choice until I'm rich and the pond full of koi's
2 Dope boys out

need
Dolla dollar bill for the pills and weed
Come and come and chill
With the thrills on me
Mama always told me I could be what I wanna be
What I wanna

this money
They die way too young for this money
Im in this world with heavenly thoughts
Im guided by Angels uuu what a feeling
Im walking with God

Life weh we dey, no be joke ting
Shit gets real deep, like the ocean
Friends rival, for the dollar bill
Better know yourself, who you dealing with
This

I write create like rap Beethoven

Sometimes I'm just like Bill Nye
Sometimes she's all like Kill Bill
Sometimes it's hard to get by
Most times I need

Tryin' too hard to appeal to someone
Niggas ain't never been real or nothin'
You ain't never pop no cat
Just pop that cooch
And I might throw a bill

When it's really out of plastic
Big bag, catch that
Prize tag, what's that?
Eyes on the paper, ain't no case
Only dollar bills all in my face
Good luck

the FCAT, teach these niggas to survive
Cause fact is we tryna live
Flipping EBT's and income taxes, nigga let me claim your kid
Extensions on the light bill

I’m safe
And I got what I need so now the game is mine to take
Pump then breaks, I know that the one date
That I could take over is listed by God

on one, oh they get to popping pills
I’m gonna get to clocking bills
I gotta crop the minutes
Gotta be bout copping digits
Hit the bottom of the list when

a rut
But every time I get on top of it
It falls sideways
Then I’m scraping it by ‘til each Friday
But they say
Make money, make money
Get your bills paid

Fast life it ain't complicated, yeah

I been going in
I been going ham
Turn myself to jelly if I'm ever in a jam
It's my turn to pay the bill
Say I won't

My fam ain't ever have nothin'
Always up, into somethin'
Bills coming in, fuck this
Middle fingers up, cussin'
On the phone, with my Cuz
Growing up,

ROCKSTAR Ill Bill
ROCKSTAR Music Group
My girl Kymyra
I don’t love shit but the money
And it love me back
All I know is go get the money
And it come

everything else my Mom made more
Than a pair of good parents, her bills paid the bills, and
Lolo would make me everything Mama didn't wanna buy
He even built

Tesla
I keep my baller status Dwayne the man Rock
Counting hella bills fresh out like Tupac
Oh you buying stocks and yachts with no socks
Bitch I bought

out
I be picking up the bill when we eating out
I be picking up the bill when we leave the town
You ain't saved enough to buy me a real gift by now?
How

just mad they ain't ill with the rhymes
I'm getting bills with the rhymes
Paying bills with the rhymes
This shit gon' kill by design
I'm in a mill type

Bitch I'm like Buffalo Bill
Never ever miss a kill
Stab your wife with a drill
Snap into Freddie
My fingers are just like machetes
I stab your kid

Run it up my nigga
Make sure you ain't show no love
Makin' dollars by myself because I'm a money fiend
I remember seeing dollars in the cul-de-sac

M's
Thinking this can't be the life I live (nah)
Young nigga
Tired of stressin' bout these bills
Wondering how ima get my next meal
Tired of working