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as a preacher
Trained as a marksman and I reach for ammunition
I'm talkin' bout my word and not no nine millimeter
Give you nine different scriptures, cut your

to have us living lavish
cnd with the money i made i tried to build you a palace
Gave my life and then i pledged
Ill be there until the end
Truly always had

bitch yeah she fine
She wanna shop in dubai
She wanna fuck me she wanna love
Simz ni fly rubani
I'm dancing in the sky
I'm feeling so alive
Money be on my

I'm smokin' backwoods, I'm burnin' the opps
If I hop on the track, bet it come from the top
My bitch bad, and she all 'bout her money, she got it
I'm

eye and baby imma eat the whole   Thing
cnd it just ain't right
You should take my place for the night
Since you wanna be blinded by the lights
See yo

the hearse
The way I keep on getting money, you would think it was a curse
My bitch mad cause I got bitches, so I bought the hoe a purse (bitch)
How the niggas

surrounded by the praisers
If it's money in the bag we the claimers
It's different than being wit the chasers start droppin fast comin at you like the glaciers

were by my side

Mario Kart green shells banana pills
Hello Eric I'm your doctor
You have pain have a pill
Your stomach will be fine

Surely we'll take

All the way ducked off
Yeah it's real secluded
Talkin bout this money
Yeah it's real exclusive
I just bought some drugs
Wit a glock included
This

comparing
Keep on doing that
I'm good by myself
Don't need a bitch, I got my cats
You're watching numbers
To decide if something is cool or not
I don't give

I cant lie
I feel fine
I don't wanna tell you what's on my mind

But if I die
just know I'm right
Ill be right here just by your side

I don't really

power
What's that mean to you
Stuck in the dark
I'll help ya dog
Remember way back when
My mind was clouded by the fog

Young King, Young King
Do ya thing

Aye
Mmm
I'm spinnin' my, I'm spinnin' my
Know how I get by, I'm spinnin' my

Aye look
Nigga punch back if he ain't got no fire
I spit on them block

money just by being in fucking beef
Lactose bag, gone hold my heat, same
Place, that I keep Pusha P
Pull up where he at, get on his ass, we finna link

money on my mind
Nigga ain't no time for playing
Lil baby said she got me had to test her on her patience
Not intentional, but I gotta know if you riding

How much could you do, can you prove in bout a second
I can spit impediment and you reckon man I'm testin
Getting so obsessed by the fact I'm feelin'

This is blood in blood out to the very end bro
On my machete style Danny Trejo

This is blood in blood out to the very end bro
On my machete style

a nigga like me
I put up a fight, I fight for the green
I'm feelin' like a money machine
Yes, I'm that guy, the one with ripped jeans
I swear all of my

They be searching for old beef like a scavenger
I'm so committed to the grind
Think I should marry her
The money ain't never more important
Than your

I don't give a fuck that's why I'm packing up A Snow cone
Honey where's my pen and pad
I'm sounding like Frozone
By the time I go home
My name gone be

a nigga cause I'm bout the money
Huh, and if you wanna play with a nigga then you can meet the tommy
I remember they ain't wanna count me in
I done took so

stay in line
Cook up in the stu every day its my time to shine

Back to back making hits yea the world gon know my name
Rntedi say it loud and proud imma

(Nah)
Kick it by myself getting this money planning my Attack (Aye)
Rolling up an 8th I hit up E like where Wockesa at (Let's go)
Momma look I'm sorry but

Gotta eat up, I know it's my time

No rollies, I'm focusin' on houses
Money, I stack it like mountains
I'm drippin' just like a fountain

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