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Was the money good?, Was em bitches Was them fuckin' good?
Did hood show you love?, did the hoes say you fly?
If your friends say loyal, throw your rollies in the sky
For the trillest, for the
As the boils and the campaigns roar
And the lights shine bright every night that plug, for the

See my momma cry too many
And we broke like too many years
It too many kids, a couple homies, there ain't too many there
And they all gotta eat, got too many kids
To kids with no fathers, doing too many bids
Too many bids, gave 'em kids too many years
As as you get that money, that's sooner they appear
Some ? as soon as you
And yeah, I've been touch with my family, it ain't the same
I should've gave my sister some money, but I it rain
I should've hit the crib with my son and play a
But instead I up at the jeweler to make a chain
It's saying when you make money it make you change
Like quarters, the fourth quarter, I made a lane
Shit, I had to walk forward talkin' 'bout takin' trains
And planes, I put the work in and made a name
But the is

Was the money good?, Was them bitches was they fuckin' good?
Did your show you love?, did the hoes say you fly?
If your say you're loyal, throw your rollies in the sky
For the trillest, for the
As the champagne boils and the roar
And the lights bright every night that plug, for the trillest

I never to be like Mike, I wanted to be like Mitch
Now all the niggas wanna be like this
I my chain in any city, let you see my shit
Cause I earned that, it's on me, I'mma that shit
I got blood on my money, ether in my
Do you know the feeling Easter with no clothes?
Now it's stars in the ceiling, bringing out the rose
With the on the windows, I'm just peepin' at my ghost
Money me iller, already was realer
Young kings killin', young over skrilla
That's why I ride around mac on me I was Miller
Or Reggie when I shoot for three
They fetty, that's good money
Come to my city, we heavy and die young
we get some paper, we cop Prezis ?
20 inch for the dope boy
Sellin' coke boy, trappin' on your note boy
Got that ? off money, fuck I a note for!?
In them school hallways like "fuck I need a for!?"
We ain't wanna go to class, was sellin' raw
The was coppa too, hit him with a snowball

Was the money good?, Was bitches bad? was they fuckin' good?
Did hood show you love?, did the hoes say you fly?
If your friends say you're loyal, your rollies in the sky
For the trillest, for the
As the champagne and the campaigns roar
And the lights shine bright every night that plug, for the

Lookin' for that intro I was at the dealer lookin' for another
Match kicks my Kenzo, young nigga
Heart of a lion, hungry as
When I was on my last, nobody tell me shit though
Flow slicker than Crisco, talkin', I get low
Do my thing, they jump back, know how that go
And still say I'm arrogant
I'm still eatin' steak the asparagus
When I get that money like I it
1 milly, 2 milly, 3 milly, it
Since they say I'm underground, I run that like Harriet
Rolls pushin' real slow like a chariot
up on 'em niggas that got to me, shit, embarrassin'
I'mma real nigga with money, trash it
You a fake niggas with money, it's no
me that I couldn't get signed when I was rappin' it
And me I couldn't do songs when I was battlin'
They me that I couldn't be trap, I started trappin' it
Never listen to 'em, oh well, is immaculate
I'mma go sit up in this back again
Smoke the weed and at 'em
Make a million by accident
Couple niggas on Twitter say they back again
Couple later on Twitter they say us laxative
Shitted on 'em voice, did it on 'em Benjamins
Plently of 'em Benjamins, semi on 'em a on a-
Whole level from before now
Tell my when I see a hundred mil its going down
I made my first mil, I was like "it's on now"
Then I my second mil, money on the floor now
Then I made my third mil, I'm "I need more now?"
I got in my zone and that money started down
Every time I hit the booth, microphone torn
We couldn't get a of Pumas, we up in the store now, bitches!