| money ain’t the ish baby, you already know that
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| just a young player, you can find me where the door at
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| streets keep calling sell my soul
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| so i’m 'bout to play with mane, i just don’t know
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| and it’s on yeah
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| whatever you want i can pop right now
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| it’s on yeah
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| if ngg try front, a ngg don’t die right now
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| young fly ngg, foreign car whipping
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| she hit it, the girl you love, i probably dissed it
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| balling, i should be on espn
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| instead i’m in the suite with a lesbian
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| i let her homies with me and money, best of friends
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| got racks in any jeans that you catch me in
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| plus i still got the grip on me, i don’t slip homie
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| take your life, leave your kids and your btch lonely
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| on my job, putting it on for the squad
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| used to be selling hard, now making hits like the mob
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| whatever you want, baby girl it ain’t a problem
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| you see a ngg living large, lito
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| money ain’t the ish baby, you already know that
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| just a young player, you can find me where the door at
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| streets keep calling sell my soul
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| so i’m 'bout to play with mane, i just don’t know
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| and it’s on yeah
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| whatever you want i can pop right now
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| it’s on yeah
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| if ngg try front, a ngg don’t die right now
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| vip full of rose, i got the best hoes
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| i used to buy my chicks chains with the xos
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| now i’m pushing whips you see at the expose
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| haters talk slick 'til they get exposed
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| i’m a young, lit ngg, call me killa yeah
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| froze me with the gear, ice, no frigid there
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| neck blinging, nggs scared, got bullets they could share
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| get hoes by the pair, young lito ngg yeah
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| money ain’t the ish baby, you already know that
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| just a young player, you can find me where the door at
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| streets keep calling sell my soul
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| so i’m 'bout to play with mane, i just don’t know
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| and it’s on yeah
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| whatever you want i can pop right now
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| it’s on yeah
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| if ngg try front, a ngg don’t die right now
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| i’m in arizona with my spanish btch i’m boning
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| fcking with some other birds on my dirty for me
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| multtask, i get multi-cash
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| me and her, we smoking blunts, burning multi-gas
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| 240 on my latest, i got multi-dash
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| boys that floss and they oh so fast
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| getting back in 'em, i got bow tie swag
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| but i’m on it, suit it, boot it, put them nggs in the glss
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| money ain’t the ish baby, you already know that
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| just a young player, you can find me where the door at
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| streets keep calling sell my soul
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| so i’m 'bout to play with mane, i just don’t know
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| and it’s on yeah
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| whatever you want i can pop right now
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| it’s on yeah
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| if ngg try front, a ngg don’t die right now |