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Jehovah

by Cashjunky Baby

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Young nigga ball don't fold go get it All the way solid got a bag in my britches Young nigga fly got sauce like Wendy's Ain't talking cash ain't nun of my business Know I love to cash me a check then spend it Can't fuck with nun of these niggas ain't friendly Niggas be capping and acting like Disney All of this acting they might get a Emmy yea All the way 100 when I roll it, it's a gas station when I roll up yea Walking with that weight on my shoulders, know I shake back i'ma soldier yea Wake these niggas up like folgers yea, niggas be snakes like cobras yea I just want money like Oprah yea, praying to that cash like Jehovah All the fly when I came thru, niggas dnt see from my angles I can feel the itch in my fingers, got me a iron for they wrinkles yea Young jit ball the like Angels, kid be slidin like the Rangers yea Aint no squares and right angles, light the blunt up like candle yea Probably ball out like the answer, need a big bag that's the standard yea Came from the woods like a camper, chain gone shine like a lantern yea All real shit in my patterns, if you ain't talking cash don't matter Talk shyt like a sports castor, preaching 'bout that bag im pastor I just want commas and bankrolls, niggas gone flip but I cant fold I just want the money it can be old, want it some bags and some big loads Stick to the script stick to the code, niggas go against it niggas be bold Gas got me coughing like I got a cold, we on a different chapter if the story told Young nigga ball don't fold go get it All the way solid got a bag in my britches Young nigga fly got sauce like Wendy's Ain't talking cash ain't nun of my business Know I love to cash me a check then spend it Can't fuck with nun of these niggas ain't friendly Niggas be capping and acting like Disney All of this acting they might get a Emmy yea All the way 100 when I roll it, it's a gas station when I roll up yea Walking with that weight on my shoulders, know I shake back i'ma soldier yea Wake these niggas up like folgers yea, niggas be snakes like cobras yea I just want money like Oprah, praying to that cash like Jehovah Why they be capping and acting you know that I'm real you can go check my resume And I cant do no slacking and lacking I gotta be grinding I gotta get checks today I can see dat you scheming I ain't with da dreaming my homie i ball shoot a fadeaway I ain't got shit to prove but I got shit to prove to these niggas I feel like they in my way But I run a quicker pace, and i know niggas hate so I keep my space Ain't no friendlies when running dat money race Haters smile all da time when they in ya face But I tie my lace, I can't never slip up I ain't on no skates I'm on time bout dat bag I ain't never late, I'ma run to dat cash like in a race, Ain't no second place, bitch I been da ace, yea And you can be real as you wanna but somebody round ya is bound to snake Ain't no love in this shit ain't no trust in dis shit When its coming down to it when shit gone shake I just pray to god everyday put my hope and my faith it ain't no fake in my real estate Then I pray 'bout my life today, 'cause niggas a hate ya and send ya to heavens gates Young nigga ball don't fold go get it All the way solid got a bag in my britches Young nigga fly got sauce like Wendy's Ain't talking cash ain't nun of my business Know I love to cash me a check then spend it Can't fuck with nun of these niggas ain't friendly Niggas be capping and acting like Disney All of this acting they might get a Emmy yea All the way 100 when I roll it, it's a gas station when I roll up yea Walking with that weight on my shoulders, know I shake back i'ma soldier yea Wake these niggas up like folgers yea, niggas be snakes like cobras yea I just want money like Oprah yea, praying to that cash like Jehovah

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