Lyrics:
Boy I rarely be with niggas come and catch me by myself
Mixed 2 liters in this drop just to drink it by myself
Got my pockets Jumped last night these
Baby tell me what it do
bloody shoes you got the drip
N*ggas comin by the two's
Idk it's hard to pick
AH
Every n*gga chasing
Lookin like a runnin back
people, this is a party
It don't get broke up by the tsunami
It ain't nothin' like new money
I been been been smokin' loud
'Fore they started makin' blue
While us MC's rap, doin' our thing
It's not singin', like it used to be
No, it's rappin' to the rhythm of the sure shot beat
It goes one for the money
like he a dab pen
Sike nigga, I don't fuck with no dab pens
I never thought this shit woulda happen
Makin' money off of rappin'
Called that lil nigga
You Better
Move
Haters wanna see me
Lose
Can't walk a mile in my
Shoes
They wanna see me wit the
Blues
I'm fucking bitches by the
Two's
Her pussy
everything
Money over bitches, I know that's hot
Rockin' VVS by Elliot wedding bands
I will never ever give her no wedding ring
.45 on my hip, I ain't
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Gemini, everytime I try to use my mind
seems like I gotta fight two sides
and I never know which one's right
That's my life
Beat Down ya block knockin pictures yo wall
[Yungstar]
Man, I come around your block turnin heads and ridin slow
with a pocket full of money but i
the jury (I crank it up)
They wanna hang me by the rafters like Vince Carter jersey (Vince)
Everybody broke, I could have retired, early thirty (woo)
Ran
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
clique dope with the east side brief
Everybody wonder when I reach my peak
'Cause the bars and the hooks
And the beats by me
Been a one man band like Russ
If the gang ain’t around
(ebe)
If you run up
Then we layin him down
Imma on a mission
I’m makin my sound
Step inna water
I bet you gon drown
Invested and doubled it back.
Did it again now these haters is mad.
Dont matter if they feelings aint makin me cash.åÊ
I'm makin a dash for the inzone we
descriptin
She gon' clap it with no hands, man, I think she a magician
If she say she got a friend, then that's a two-man on that mission
Nigga actin' like he
a bitch so I'm sure that she'll hit me
But untill then ima focus on my buisness
And getting these millions
That money the mission to put ones I love in
I'm humble, artist
I insist, makin' this money, no devil assist
On guard, no security, two dogs
Chained up, proceed, I cannot sleep
I be makin' a hit,
read it
Stuck in pain with no exit
If I said it then I meant it
Keep me out of yo' mentions
Only focused on the mission
Get money fuck bitches
Had your
frenchin
Just a mission poppin off like on a mission
Proposition gettin money drop a nigga
Rush a nigga, stomp a nigga, crush a nigga
Dust a nigga cop a head
And stabilize economies, shopping spree
Copped a V, we stay driven by a lotta greed
The saddest sight is when the parasites bottom feed
The game of Monopoly,
them boys out on the block, accumulatin' them paper stacks
I'm makin' money it's where it's at, whatever it takes, crackerjack
In love with my money
Runnin' thru a check
Fell inlove with money
If I say it’s mine
You won’t take it from me
Sticking to da mission
These niggas be funny actin
And I
Taking a risk to get rich
Suit up and go on a mission
Money to be made
I can't miss it
Shawty bend over put her ass in my Face
Shawty bend over I'm
we makin love
I can do shit to you that'll make you shake in lust
Comin' through how I be stoppin' off, kinky when I make you cum
How could you
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