| Don’t play me about my money
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| I pulled up to the spot just give it to me
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| Don’t play me about my money
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| I’m in the streets, i’m coming
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| Still shocked by how we done it
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| I just touch-downed last week, somehow we run it
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| People start to hate ya when you start to shine
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| I get paid so much i can’t pay that no fucking mind
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| Ten toes down like these boys they know we gon' be just fine
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| Once we get that check step out the spot like we don’t need no shine
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| I’ve been on my shit for so long they at least respect the grind
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| If we got some problems i ain’t hiding
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| They know where to find
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| They put themselves in a bind
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| I’ll fucked the world, hit that shit from behind
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| Lately my bitch feel like everything mine
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| Those that work hardest are gonna see they divine
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| Do you need a rewind?
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| Been working to hard for this shit to give up now
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| The feeling inside of my guts say it’s time that we crutch down
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| Don’t play me about my money
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| I pull up to the spot and tell 'em all to be one hundred
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| I heard the shit you dropping we can’t play that shit for nothing
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| You changing by the dollar, that’s the shit that i can’t fuck with
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| Boy don’t play me bout my money
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| Don’t play me bout my money, nah just be a hundred
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| Don’t play me bout my money, no doll, just be a hundred
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| I jumped off the porch when i was sixteen, all in
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| Sixteen ounces in my backpack, knew that Rock was calling
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| All my homies on and down or they get down to crawling
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| Try’na dodge the reaper
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| He don’t wanna see me charging
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| I been in the game now in my prime i feel like Jordan
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| Way too many hoes try to chill with me to feel important
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| Wonder why i don’t text back, i’m too busy recording
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| Lean all night and coughee in the morning
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| Forming from out of the stone
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| Left my old ways
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| Now i’m feeling grown
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| Feel like the game made me answer the throne
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| Feel like i got something they couldn’t clone
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| Let it be known
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| This ain’t no flick of the wrist
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| This murder, this 2Pac and Cris
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| This two dollar bricks
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| This is that uncut so pure that the plug don’t even know it exists
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| This is the shit that’s so loud at the checkpoint you gotta be frisked
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| I’m in the spot like somebody was rapping before me
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| Know that they gotta be pissed
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| I wasn’t sure which of our shit was the hardest
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| Now i know it gotta be this
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| The prophecy wished
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| And so it was told
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| Now i’m up in this bitch! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Money , by - Caskey. Song from the album Black Sheep 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп