| Tryna watch that money grow
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| You know my heart cold, ain’t no way you gettin' close
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| I just got a bankroll, 'roll, 'roll, 'roll, 'roll
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| Gotta make sure mama good 'fore I get my chain froze
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| Trappin' out the same clothes
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| Now tell me who had us when we ain’t had nowhere to go?
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| All I know is run up on them bitches, tryna catch a score
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| Pull up on 'em, let it off, and then it’s back to blowin' O’s
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| I ain’t askin', bitch, I know
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| We ain’t fightin', we got poles
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| Bitch, I battle anxiety just in case you wanna know
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| Pack it up, I’m 'bout to go
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| I think I might get a rope
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| Sometimes I think I’m buggin', but I gotta stay afloat
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| If you goin' through some pain, you ain’t by yourself, huh
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| You ain’t by yourself
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| I done seen some dark days, I ain’t had no help, huh
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| I ain’t had no help
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| Tryna watch that money grow
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| You know my heart cold, ain’t no way you gettin' close
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| I just got a bankroll, 'roll, 'roll, 'roll, 'roll
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| Gotta make sure mama good 'fore I get my chain froze
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| Trappin' out the same clothes
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| Now tell me who had us when we ain’t had nowhere to go?
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| I been flexin' back-to-back, I know they feelings hurtin'
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| In a different type of bag, know this shit a Birkin
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| I do drugs for the pain and I think it’s workin'
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| Yeah, we seen him on accident, but we shot on purpose
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| Put that money on your mouth, yeah, it’s gon' be cheap, nigga
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| And if you in the street, better keep your heat with you
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| We ain’t talkin' to police, we ain’t tryna speak, nigga
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| You know that ain’t your bitch, you keep tryna creep with her
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| Swear I barely get no sleep, barely get no peace
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| And I’ma crossover if a nigga try to reach
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| I’m a dog with no leash, I’m on when it’s beef
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| And I’ma do the dash if the cops know the beat
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| Look, huh
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| Tryna watch that money grow
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| You know my heart cold, ain’t no way you gettin' close
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| I just got a bankroll, 'roll, 'roll, 'roll, 'roll
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| Gotta make sure mama good 'fore I get my chain froze
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| Trappin' out the same clothes
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| Now tell me who had us when we ain’t had nowhere to go? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bankroll , by - sleepy hallow. Song from the album Sleepy Hallow Presents: Sleepy For President, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп