| Heard them lil' threats you sent, they don’t mean shit
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| I’m in the trap on some green shit
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| Got my Unc on the stove with a mean wrist
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| Got a bitch in my bed on some freak shit
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| Come and take your lil' pack on some free shit
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| Had to pray for a check on my knees, shit
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| All this jewelry on me, I can freeze, shit
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| Ain’t no «I"in team, we on some «We"shit
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| Did this shit on my own, I don’t need help
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| Got the strap on my lap like a seat belt
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| Secret service cars, I know how Meech felt
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| Had a lot of friends that ain’t mean me well
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| Sellin' gas just so I can feed my kids
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| Work so hard I just did me like 3 shifts
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| Got 4 cars nigga, I don’t need no Lyft
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| Got two FN and they on both hips
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| Got two sticks with me, but I got four clips
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| When I fuck her, I fuck her so focused
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| Shorty love me 'cause I don’t take no shit
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| She gone do what I say, I’m controlling
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| Baby girl make sure that them legs open
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| I be constantly trying to see no pen
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| Yeah
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| All this joogin', I just bought a new Benz
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| Yeah
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| Said you was down, but you lied to me
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| Say you want smoke, but you hiding from me
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| I be spending it 'cause no you can’t die with money
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| When you crossed me, it almost brought me to tears
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| Had to man up and go face all my fears
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| And my chick from a whole 'nother hemisphere
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| In a foreign and you know that I’m switching gears
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| In the studio I’m my own engineer
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| Need a addy for Ps, you can send em here
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| Feel the walls closing in I can tell its near
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| All this loud in the house I can barely hear
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| In designer 12 locked me up, profiling
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| I be fresh as hell I don’t need no stylist
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| Got like 80K spread in all four pockets
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| Got some CPN CC’s in my wallet
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| When she see them racks she be like, «Damn daddy»
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| And this BC shit that there is my family
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| I’ma drank in a hotel in Miami
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| Finna buy me some land and grow out in Canton
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| Sold so much of it that people done took advantage
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| When I go away, wish I can go and vanish
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| On the drugs I’ma go to another planet
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| If you not from the street you won’t understand it
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| Niggas plotting on me they so underhanded
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| She gone come in the room with no bra and panties
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| Got my P’s on, I’m feeling so fine and dandy
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| And the strain that I’m burning is cotton candy
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| Yeah
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| My niggas animals they ain’t got no conscience
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| Burn a lil' nigga, I’m violent
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| We got keep a stick for the street shit
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| And I gotta shop in the in the D shit
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| I was in the projects stressing
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| All these racks they a blessing
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| Every night I was clutching my weapon
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| Heard them lil' threats you sent, they don’t mean shit
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| I’m in the trap on some green shit
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| Got my Unc on the stove with a mean wrist
|
| Got a bitch in my bed on some freak shit
|
| Come and take your lil' pack on some free shit
|
| Had to pray for a check on my knees, shit
|
| All this jewelry on me, I can freeze, shit
|
| Ain’t no «I"in team, we on some «We"shit
|
| Did this shit on my own, I don’t need help
|
| Got the strap on my lap like a seat belt
|
| Secret service cars, I know how Meech felt
|
| Had a lot of friends that ain’t mean me well
|
| Sellin' gas just so I can feed my kids
|
| Work so hard I just did me like 3 shifts
|
| Got 4 cars nigga, I don’t need no Lyft
|
| Got two FN and they on both hips
|
| Got two sticks with me, but I got four clips
|
| When I fuck her, I fuck her so focused
|
| Shorty love me 'cause I don’t take no shit
|
| She gone do what I say, I’m controlling
|
| Baby girl make sure that them legs open
|
| I be constantly trying to see no pen
|
| Yeah
|
| All this joogin', I just bought a new Benz
|
| Yeah
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| Said you was down, but you lied to me
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| Say you want smoke, but you hiding from me
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| I be spending it 'cause no you can’t die with money |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Unknown , by - Money Man. Song from the album Winter, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп