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steppin'
No record label
Baby I'm independent
Word to my mother
I ain't from New York
But I'm killin' this drill shit
Just understand it
Lil nigga, imma need

Round 1
Baby got me in my bag with this
Help a n***a get some ass with this
Do you eva dream
I do
Baby bad and she stay on her lil' fly shit
Cute

strip a lot but she gotta feed her son
Pretty petite, hair, nails on fleek, ouuwee she a bad lil junt
And she having shit, LV come by the bag and shit

crashing the rules 
Then i play a dummie afta i go get all of these all of this money 

I gat lik two females they wih me we  making a movie this night i

you a eel
You don't know how that shit feel two of my grandmas died Why They was ill
But I need my money like pronto
She want me to buy her a frontal

out for snow storms
Check the news report
Dior and Loui got 'em both on
All black windows tinted on this 'Rari feel like Bruce Wayne
Ain't too cold for

much they asked me do I skate
You ain't on my level lil' nigga, I'm way out of your pace
I ain't come here for no conversation, just give me my money

it's gone take a lil time
You ain't having bro we all know you barely getting by
Yo bitch in my bed and I bet you know why
Had to kick the bitch out

mind/money chasin me cause i ain't hard to find/i ain't really got the time fuckin with u rap niggaz/back stab aint gettin cash ass niggaz/no matter

can't ho shit out my sleep (bah)
Pay no attentions to these hoes (bah)
'Cause these hoes ain't payin' me, ah (bah, bah, bah-bah-bah-bah)
Huh? Uh, we

what y'all make trend
Bitch, I still win
Ah 

Nigga, ain't you hear? I ain't scared of dick
Any man go against me, I handle shit (handle shit)
I'm

Trance

Lil Wayne

Southside [Clean]

2004

leave you in a trance, trance

Now when I kick the game, I get the names up in the trance
I'm in the in the iller ranges, Lil Wayne, me and my mans

Money in the Ghetto

Too Short

Get in Where You Fit In

1993

money in the ghetto)
Hollywood
(Havin' money in the ghetto, ooh-oh)

I got money baby, just tell me the price
'Cause Short Dawg ain't nothin' nice
I

GANG (What)
Hoe GANG (WHAT)
BoE GANG (WHAT)

Wait a Minute
You've Got a Living
Can you just by pass a Bridge
I`yem Living
You ain't Healing
Can you Just

him, hit me with some shit dat slap
And I ain't working for nobody im my own boss,
Real shit, I flip a 50 like a coin toss
(Yea)
You don't really want

Yea
When I ain't have money nigga I was drug dealing 
2 door coupe ain't go no ceiling 
Niggas already know ima blow out my city
Pour out my heart so

every time you see my face
You impress me
Had to kick game like Messi
Cause If I missed out on you that shit would stress me
Swear you always make

money now I wont look back
I wont make you my girl cause you gone make me sad
I keep one on the floor and got two in the back
You can try to keep up but I

lil n*gga ain't pour me enough
Styrofoam, only thing that I trust
On the dome every day, shit becoming a must
All these drinks that I make and mix with

on the curb and i did it by myself
Aint nobody wan believe me im like youll see for yourself
I was at it for a minute doing everything myself
Now i hired some

Love you lil sis swear this shit going up for you
Foot on they necks don't you ever get comfortable
Been number one , Give a fuck bout a number two

from all these socials now I'm weighing in
Pardon the flow I blame Lil Wayne the way I'm going in
She want me express my emotions but I'd rather hold em

but she ain't two
That devil working overtime I had to dodge the whoopty whoos
I can see they hate to see me getting money
Wouldn't you?
That's why they

(Real shit)
Fuck a job, started trappin'
Too much money, started packin'
I'll be damned, catch me lackin'
Ain't nobody seen what happened
My bitch got