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First things first get the money like employed Made 200 when I jumped off the porch Ever since then knew I had to get more Thought I had a dinosaur, new car roar First things first get the money like employed Made 200 when I jumped off the porch Ever since then knew I had to get more Thought I had a dinosaur, new car roar Remember in the trap counting money floor Now I'm on the road getting to it like tourin' Trappin out the spot and the windows got boards I just showed the young niggas how to beat the odds Pull up to the hood get treated like a God Have a lot of bands like a nigga pullin' fraud Hard for you to look cause I'm shining like a star Buyin' new sticks like we bout to go to war Call my money Godzilla cause it's too large They might think it's sweet cause I got a big heart Coming out on top cause I always play it smart Stand on 10 toes ain't letting down my guard Comin' out the trenches got too many scars I can drip Supreme I can drip Chrome Heart Yeah I like dark lean and my bitch dark Gotta keep my distance from em in the white cars I just want the money I don't want yo heart I'ma trapstar then I turnt rockstar Never did complain I just played my part I don't want the regular car ima get the sport Nigga try this shit then his mission get abort See I'm still ballin' on these niggas like a court Still keep them birds in the trap like storks We had ran it up then we made it out the north Securing all this money gotta keep my daughter spoiled Everything high class like she Royal Reaching passed the stars to complete my goals Now I am a Giant you seen my growth Gotta make it right everytime I was wrong Ever since 16 on my own You can't make no money, you ain't gotta hustle bone Pockets on bo flex gettin' real strong Needa sit still boy thinkin' you grown Leavin' out broke bringin' new money home Actin' like hair glue stickin' to the code I ain't missed a phone call in trap mode Got a lot power, I can pull up in the ghost They counted me out Maya Angelou, I rose Crop them fucc niggas out the picture then we pose I was in the streets like the mothafuckin' road On the road to riches yeah I'm speedin' down the road Niggas doin the same thing it's old like mold Shout out Yung Bans, money soo long Racked up off the trap like a PPP loan Gotta get the money never post pone Now I got this money blue like my birthstone I just want the money I don't want yo heart I'ma trapstar then I turnt rockstar Never did complain I just played my part I don't want the regular car ima get the sport Nigga try this shit then his mission get abort See I'm still ballin' on these niggas like a court Still keep them birds in the trap like storks We had ran it up then we made it out the north We had ran it up then we made it out the north
Writer(s): Aurelio Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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