Lyrics:
here game of flexin', I sport the balls
[Jhaz]
The cause, the envy, check the form of a new breed
Comin' at ya, feel the rapture, two females makin' Gs
colorful jewels
Trustin' nobody, I'm always on two
Need some more money, been itchin' since noon
Don't make me act a fool
Do it again
Ima spin back in a Benz
to waste my time
With these girls, so I put em’ to the side
Connected to the mission by design
Attracted by the status? Fall in line
‘Cause you ain’t
relatin’
Gotta be hella hard to live in that situation,
Jus be patient, them better days are awaitin
Money makin musician i been on a mission
Gettin green i
Uhh two set on a pull thats full (Splash)
Glock 9 squeeze i make em move (Move)
One two fuck 12 nigga we gang (Fuck 12 we gang)
Uhh we serve yessir i
gladiate
You the type, switch in the field
Bro touching blood money and we blow it on drug money
Sipping lean by the seal
I'm counting mud money, 'member I
chase
(EMP)
Know I got that feeling that the pimp gone make a killin'
Droppin' them bodies off by the dozen I wouldn't mind, makin' a zillion
'cause
Josh Morton Music
Pay Up
YEEcYEEcH
Get it get it gotta get money
Man yall better stop playin cuz it aint even a game
Man its time to eat make ya
niggas makin' money
Like Mcguire
You lyin
These niggas stay frontin' man
These niggas ain't got it
And yo I put that on Supreemo man
I'm comin outta pocket
a nigga out, I got my niggas with me everywhere
I'm makin' money but I'm hurtin' call that rich pain (Yeah)
If he try me then I gotta let the blick sing
the microphone's mine
Mission, to make DJ's feel the wrath
So here's a paragraph, written on behalf
of the ruler, dictator, DJ ambassador
Makin a massacre, you
just makin' it lit
Lemme just smoke all that shit that I need
전화기에 눌러 11
골라봐 9 아님 2
난 안 봐 뒤
날아가야지 이제 가야지
Bye bye 내 두 발 옮겨 바삐
랩 한지 거진 10년
I don't want your money
I don't need your fame
We don't need nothing that you claim
Simple and plain
I been on my own mission for a while
You can see
the early mornin' 'cause I'm strugglin'
Like drinkin' liquor make the money come quicker
Gettin' pages from my bitch, it's time to dick her
I ain't in
[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house
as a special edition
I was born to be wild and you're the one on a mission
Allow me to say that I weaken resistance
Makin examples just to prove my mortal
survivin with dem murderous intentions
We murderous wit a mission
Da missions to stack money
Pushin bricks out da kitchen
U pussy niggaz should listen
Ain’t
You bouta experience greatness at work
Moving in silence, no dishin' dirt
Cop all the money the mission's worth
Now back to the beach n smokin' hashish
good on that
I pass em to my n****
Let em play on that
I remember havin visions
I was makin millions
Aye imma cop the I8
With the roof mission
Aye
on lock
The trunk stay locked
Glock on cock
The block stay hot
Well there ain't no mistaken
That the money you're makin'
Leaves you nervous
this mail
[Verse 1]
Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch down
I'ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare check
And if I hurt her
Deja Vu, she be in my dreams like its me 'n you
And I thought that I needed you, but I'm better off all by myself
'Cause I'm on the road, makin' all this
the block and made nba money in one week
See I hustla in the hood and plus I fly birdies
And play the tracks out every month so I can ride dirty
Needed
Yeah, for life
Lord forgive me for my sins, I was chasin' ends
And I'm into makin' money, I ain't in to making friends
Cause these niggas rattin', I
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