| I just want the money
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| You can keep the fame
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| Not a damn thing funny when I’m out here after change
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| Sunroof open bmw switch lanes
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| Straight face no case let em know that we ain’t playing
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| I came up when everyone around me doubted
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| I stayed at it even when visions got cloudy
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| I kept working even when it got hard
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| Put that work in baby get up on yo job
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| Yo l can’t fuck with no niggas on no lazy shit
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| If you on some crazy shit we wave the 5th
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| Learned from brightest bloods amazing crips
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| Wouldn’t know that if yo ass been on the news’s dick
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| Them people spreading out misinformation
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| Just to get views on they television station
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| I laced up my nikes went got it off the pavement
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| Think they getting paid for how hard these niggas hating
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| Watch em fold up when it’s time to get it shaking
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| Moves you make prove that you’ve been mistaken
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| Wrist aching from gripping mics and the stainless
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| He love attention put him on the news make em famous
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| He plotting he brain dead but we goin leave him brainless
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| Been this wicked bitch and no I’m not changing
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| Shorty wanna be down she gotta put some change in
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| When you doing better that’s when they tell you you changing
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| I just want the money
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| You can keep the fame
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| Not a damn thing funny when I’m out here after change
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| Sunroof open bmw switch lanes
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| Straight face no case let em know that we ain’t playing
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| I came up when everyone around me doubted
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| I stayed at it even when visions got cloudy
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| I kept working even when it got hard
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| Put that work in baby get up on yo job
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| Yo I can’t fuck with no bitches on no basic shit
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| She love the style she going imma break this bitch
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| The energy off im finna get away from it
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| The succ a1 then she can get a taste of it
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| Closed grip on the mic twin pipes jack knife
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| And a broad get left she don’t wanna act right
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| No spite just facts I been bodying tracks
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| Bodying cats i’m living what I write in these raps
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| Niggas is fake as hell it ain’t hard to tell
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| You ain’t never hit the mail after tweaking a scale
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| You ain’t tucking that ruger niggas tucking they tail
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| Niggas plotting against me why you want me to fail
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| And imma win just because of that fact
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| Burn a wood then a nigga run it right back
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| Stay strapped cuz they wanna put the knife in ya back
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| And they ain’t on they craft ya favorite rappers a hack
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| I just want the money
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| You can keep the fame
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| Not a damn thing funny when I’m out here after change
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| Sunroof open bmw switch lanes
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| Straight face no case let em know that we ain’t playing
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| I came up when everyone around me doubted
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| I stayed at it even when visions got cloudy
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| I kept working even when it got hard
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| Put that work in baby get up on yo job |