| Hear that money talkin', I’m in designer walkin'
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| I put that money all in, stack the money by the ten
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| Forty thousand for the lens, from a bucket to a Benz
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| Nigga know I came to win, I hear that money talkin'
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| Hear that money callin', I’m in the mall, I’m ballin'
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| I gotta keep the carbon, I ain’t tryna bargain
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| I cop the drop-top six, I’m in the top cockpit
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| Spit this shit up out the door, niggas know I keep the tone
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| I can do it all alone, had to do it for my home
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| Niggas 'till I’m movin' on, got some money on the phone
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| Got them shows on my own, fifty-seven for the shows
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| Puttin' rappers on they toes 'cause they know I ain’t tote
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| I can never break the code, I will never ever fold
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| This some shit I woulda hoped
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| And then pulled up in a Rolls
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| Everybody used to kick doors
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| 'Till I pulled up on copy road, and seen a spot full of yams
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| I sold my first car and got a half a bag and started breakin' down grams
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| Now I’m textin' Uncle Sam, but the fucker started scammin'
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| Now I’m hoppin' on the 'Gram, me and Nechie in a Lamb'
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| Had to show 'em who I am, had to show 'em who I was
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| Had to show 'em what I want, rockstar with a bunch
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| Niggas do it for the front, 'cept you should do it for the ones
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| Tryna hit like Barry Bonds, make a million every month
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| Hear that money talkin', I’m in designer walkin'
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| I put that money all in, stack the money by the ten
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| Forty thousand for the lens, from a bucket to a Benz
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| Nigga know I came to win, I hear that money talkin'
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| Hear that money callin', I’m in the mall, I’m ballin'
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| I gotta keep the carbon, I ain’t tryna bargain
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| I cop the drop-top six, I’m in the top cockpit
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| Every time you see I poke my chest out
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| And my life been lookin' good, but I been stressed out
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| For them niggas who talkin' big, you know they chests out
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| Why the fuck you buy a vest? |
| You want yo' head clocked
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| And when that money talk we cappin' out, what we live now
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| Killin' everythin' but the kids now, that how it is now
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| I used to be broke, I walk around with a ten now
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| Ready to just spend on anythin' that I feel now
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| Through these chrome heart lenses, I see it all, yeah
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| I see the hate, I see the fake, I see the flawed, yeah
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| Fuck it we gon' ball, yeah, Stevie Wonder, see we gettin' cake, we gettin' it
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| all, yeah
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| And we ain’t playin' with these hoes 'cause we don’t hear them all yeah
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| Never fall, I stand tall on it, shit, I just hit the light and cashed out on
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| I bought a Mulsanne, and a new chain, you niggas too lame
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| Kickin' flavor like I’m Lu Kang from the south, but I ain’t 2 Chainz
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| Hear that money talkin', I’m in designer walkin'
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| I put that money all in, stack the money by the ten
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| Forty thousand for the lens, from a bucket to a Benz
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| Nigga know I came to win, I hear that money talkin'
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| Hear that money callin', I’m in the mall, I’m ballin'
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| I gotta keep the carbon, I ain’t tryna bargain
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| I cop the drop-top six, I’m in the top cockpit |