| We call it Manila
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| Rebel coming through with a skrilla
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| No worries
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| No worries
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| No worries
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| Uh, check, I don’t ever, I don’t ever
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| Check
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| No worries
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| I don’t ever worry 'bout my next step
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| Uh, or ever even worry 'bout my next cheque
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| Like it’s the best bet, trying to protect neck
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| Living in this hurry, only worry is my next breath
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| 'Cause you can get left and ghost with the rest
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| And end up most, raise a toast to the death like it’s blessed
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| But the second guess pokes through your chest
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| 'Til you rest where your breddas left, wishing you were next
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| But the best don’t fade, flicker where the flame blows
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| Uh, the circle still be tighter than some cane rows
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| I feel the pain, never worry if the pain shows
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| Maybe only reason I be feeling like I paint those images that fit
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| Quick like the minute that you flip
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| 'Fore your finish, feel the ignorance and dip
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| Still you slip for a minute, blame the Guinness that you sip
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| Little piss, missing ignorance and bliss
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| No worries
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| So don’t worry
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| I know it’s all about the money
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| But we ain’t in a hurry
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| Nah, it’s no worries
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| So don’t worry
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| I know it’s all about the money
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| But we ain’t in a hurry, nah
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| No worries
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| No drama, nah, nada
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| You falling out your tree, tryna be the top banana
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| Even the apple of my eye turn green with envy
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| When every jungle animal is on a feeding frenzy
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| Fear and loathing on this helter skelter
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| When all we really need is food, clothing and shelter
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| Played the hand they dealt ya down till the last card
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| You claim king but only jokers have the last laugh
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| So when alarm bells ring, we don’t do a thing
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| But sing, it’s sink or swim and the tide is in
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| Every night is a title bid
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| You gotta float when you’re the butterfly that they tryna pimp
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| And pack a sting for those buzzing 'round your honeybee
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| But never sweating when it’s coming to the currency
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| The money been the root of evil since Genesis
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| So I let the ink chase the paper when I’m penning this
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| No worries
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| So don’t worry
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| I know it’s all about the money
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| But we ain’t in a hurry
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| Nah, it’s no worries
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| So don’t worry
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| I know it’s all about the money
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| But we ain’t in a hurry, nah
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| No worries
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| Nah, we ain’t in a hurry
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| We ain’t in a rush but we’re steady pacing
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| Chasing payments is a blatant but we’re staying patient
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| Pumping product from this basement, tryna make a statement
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| But ain’t nothing changed when I check my statement
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| Remain determined 'cause the work is being put in
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| I’m aware of what I’m cooking and the people overlooking
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| Mastering this recipe before we hand it out
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| But still living hand-to-mouth
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| Thought I had it figured out, what a setback
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| That time is money that I’ll never get back
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| And yeah, I get that, but listen, 'F' that
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| No time to dwell, 'cause only time will tell if it works
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| Flipping verses, filling purses is a gift and a curse
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| And so I live for the better and I learn from the worst
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| I’m burning, earnings will curve and it’s discerning at first
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| Determine money for music is the plan I prefer
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| To tell my mother I’m a man of my word, it’s no worries
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| No worries
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| So don’t worry
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| I know it’s all about the money
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| But we ain’t in a hurry
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| Nah, it’s no worries
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| So don’t worry
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| I know it’s all about the money
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| But we ain’t in a hurry, nah
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| No worries
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| Ah, we just made some money for our family
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| Plan A worked out, we didn’t need no plan B
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| Brothers upset, saying they can’t stand me
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| Talk about the money that they hand me
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| Reckon we were angry, I’m sitting crisp
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| With my jigga Chris
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| Another freestyle, I know you lot are feeling this
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| Never hit and miss, sit another hit of this
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| Thinking of the lyric I should finish with, blah |