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a disposer of affairs, trustee and guardian over all things
If they say, He, Muhammad, forged the Quran, say, Bring then ten chapters similar to it, and call
you was playing when you called me by another man's name but now it's a new chapter You started a new charter day by day it's getting no better it's
at the stove again
While you hoes were sleepin' on me, I made 40 bands by 4PM
They be taking shots, miss miss, X and O, kiss kiss
Everythin' your nigga want,
by line, chapter after chapter
Like a pimp on the street, I got a rap ta
those who chose to oppose, friend or foes I still dispose
Blow em out like
Da ha da ha ha ha ha ha
Da ha ha ha da ha ha ha ha ha
It was '87 crack money was "Ghetto Heaven"
Niggas gettin' it
Every block rise to perfection
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)
Money, money I got, money
filler
Real deal stepper don’t confuse me with no driller
Duolingo with the outlet just to get it out the villa
I was in the field y’all was getting by
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money, money I got (Yeah)
Money, money I got, money
you keepin ya bread? Where you keepin ya coins
Where you keepin ya bread? Where you keepin ya coins
Aye, money only wanna be held by a boss nigga
Money
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
connect
Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Fuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
[Chorus]
That first verse is just
And I lost my soul, forgetting those who show
That they standing by my side, through the rain or the snow
So I'm ten toes down, never hogging the crown
If
Bibical deh yah
Fe shell di astecka
Hot enuh dawg
Like a pot weh full a peppa
Going hard fe di money
Cah life haffi betta bredda (repeat x
niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Fuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over
Minding my business stayin' low
Gettin more money was the main goal
But once all the bills got paid for
I still felt whack I'm afraid so
Guess I gotta act
a bible
We livin' in biblical times
Uh, first chapter
This chapter called "Men"
Given knowledge by the psychotic the block was college
We don't add
11's skip to 13
Fuck 12 10-7 38 too clean
45 by my side 22 by my shoe
911 straight shots no hoops
Lately when I see myself I see a fuckin monster
Baby I
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
love to stare cause dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by openin bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or take it out.
Baby dats
, 2X, 2X, 2X
Count my bank up 2X, 2X, 2X, 2X
2X, 2X 2X, 2X
2X, 2X 2X, 2X
Fuck me a bitch like 2X, 2X, 2X, 2X
By that European whip 2X, 2X (uh)
I gotta
chapter of my life begins
Haer
I see these places passing by
One by one I say good bye
In between two worlds I’m out on the road
I go,
My second
spun it through so many times, I'm nauseous (okay)[00:38.54]Blank face to the ceiling (yeah), that must be my process (yeah)[00:41.96]New chapters is all
but somehow I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money
One, two, three, four
Yeah, huh
Uh-huh, yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh, one-two
Yeah
Strange out here
Yeah, yeah
Chapter one
Fresh cut, lined up, his
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