Lyrics:
marry money 'cause money's a faithful bitch
If it ain't one thang its ten more so fuck another
Surrounded by undercovers everytime they see they sucker
My
Ayo times is hard but we get thru em
And even tho it's crime involved
We had to do em by any means
Malcolm x marks the spot
I went from riding bikes
the limit I'm feeling hot I work hard plus I look so fly
I do it for the money hell yeah for the money
I do it for the money hell yeah for the money
I do it
contemplating plans
For the next diamond heist
Art thieves and jewel connoisseurs
I study every part of they mind and
Make my rhyme better than yours
Elevated by
And you, wha? Nigga
I ain't scared of you bitches, I'll put yo' brain in stitches
This remix for real niggaz who get money to trenches
Check my resume
flat
Know how to treat it, never take for granted, she got me trapped
[Chorus]
My money, money, money, my b**** is my money
Ohhh money you my honey
[Pastor Troy talking]
Pimp shit
Yeah pimp shit, nigga
Wassup baby Ken?
Like this hea
All my niggaz mayn
A yo, all the real boss playa
A yo,
by the dope lady
Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas gon' hate me
I got a good heart, and a good brain
You heard my gangsta story, my life was
people of Troy
Go crazy to the point of doing something stupid
Grab a heater
9 millimeter
Knowing they ain't lucid
They'll get you whacked
For a rack
Mor mor mor
More money
E no Dey hard
E Dey body
I need more money
More money wey
pass more money
Hm
More more money
More money wey
Pass more money
to trip
But I made up with no style while I bought me some kicks
So if you want the drama holler at ya boy
[Kanye West]
Original rude boy like Pastor Troy
aching and if you link these
Moves I made back to trading the rights to Troy Bell for Marcus
And then trading Marcus to Minny with Ricky for Wally
man
Hard to figure out hard to put it together
Tell me
Pastor drives a better car Ey
Pastor lives in a better house
He's making money exploiting
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
yo' liver
For my dick make her pull up make her deliver
I done worked too hard to go back to where I came from
They say I changed but I feel like I'm
Runs Nwanne Umuasa Aka guo Nleka
If to say tite no Dey for church pastors Aka guo Nleka
E mana Obuna Mmadu bu Chukwu Nwa guys aka guo Nleka
WOO WOO
Ndi
and I know that he ain't coming back
If you lose your jewels by my dawgs we don't run it back
I swear it's hard to be a boss, I just lost Muscle, I feel
of damn shame
And yous a damn lame thankin that my fo don't ride
So Paul will work them all y'all to the east side
[Hook]
[Pastor Troy]
Last but not least
Pastor:
Hey siter Bettie, sister Clara
And who is this? You new here, ain't you brother?
Willie D:
Yep
Pastor:
Well welcome to Mount Paid in
Yo like
(MathontheBeat)
I remember back in 2016 like
You gone hear my adversity for real
(If it engineered by CXRBN then ion want it)
Imma always
Come home with me, ya I know you really wanna
I worked so hard and I got it from my momma
In the 6-1-7 just got home from Bahamas
Brand new flex
all like Master P
Florida Boy like Pastor Troy, I still got pussy in Detroit
Last time up in G5, Shawty came to me and took em off
Ain't even have no
in the hoods over 50 years
And they still ain't doing nothing for us
When I say us, the hebrew israelites are
So-called black people
We need to see
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
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