Lyrics

Focused on money I love gettin paper don't talk to lil bro cause I know he a hater I'm with Big Brittney she spin on a hater, Glock & a Drac finna spin in Decatur Don't mess with Lil Ten cause he slimy for life, ss with lil bro and he takin yo life I wanna get married, I got me a wife, Shootin dis Glock ian totin no Knife Run up a dub then I do it again, Shoot at his brother then shoot at his friends She tryna be toxic, Don't wanna be friends Claim you a opp and we spin in a benz He told me to try em I do it again, I told ha I love ha, I gotta pretend His family dying, I started a trend I was down bad but I started to win Smokin on gas nd im coughin, Happy yo lil brother dead now he stuck inna coffin Shot him inna head and he fallin No, I don't do what I rap officer i'm just talkin Shoppin at saks now we ballin Now that we know where he stay got no choice but to off him All that talk onna net finna cost em Know we gone spin two more times, gotta make sure we pop em (My big brother stuck for a killin, im finna shoot da DA cause I feel like she trippin) (They told me to chill i'm just trippin) (No, I don't take rappin serious this the beginning) (Christian Dior, know I drip in religion) (Don't care bout his family shoot at his children) (Yeah) Focused on money I love gettin paper don't talk to lil bro cause I know he a hater I'm with Big Brittney she spin on a hater, Glock & a Drac finna spin in Decatur Don't mess with Lil Ten cause he slimy for life, ss with lil bro and he takin yo life I wanna get married, I got me a wife, Shootin dis Glock ian totin no Knife Run up a dub then I do it again, Shoot at his brother then shoot at his friends She tryna be toxic, Don't wanna be friends Claim you a opp and we spin in a benz He told me to try em I do it again, I told ha I love ha, I gotta pretend His family dying, I started a trend I was down bad but I started to win Walk down in some yeezys i'm wearing 350s Choppa got surgery gave it some titties Rather do it myself but Lil Block comin with me Rather be home but i'm out inna city Rather be home, inna club seein titties She callin me freaky, I suck on ha titties Look at my phone and she sendin me titties You get the point, I just love seeing titties Won't switch onna game dem my brothers for life i won't say a thing so they givin me life Im lyin on purpose she askin me " why? " Snatchin my phone and i'm tellin her bye Dip off inna Scat nd I'm swervin This my first time onna mission, I start gettin nervous They told me to chill, " Why you nervous? " I'm movin on for the better i'm happy she hurtin (Stackin up paper it's stuck on my mind) (Spin for my folks, I go crazy bout mine) (I'm lovin lil shawty, im givin her time) (Hit for a lick and came back with a dime) (Turn up inna party, I do it one time) (Act up inna party, I shoot the whole time) (I'll never get drunk but i'll do it one time) (If it ain't about money, im pressing decline) Focused on money I love gettin paper don't talk to lil bro cause I know he a hater I'm with Big Brittney she spin on a hater, Glock & a Drac finna spin in Decatur Don't mess with Lil Ten cause he slimy for life, ss with lil bro and he takin yo life I wanna get married, I got me a wife, Shootin dis Glock ian totin no Knife Run up a dub then I do it again, Shoot at his brother then shoot at his friends She tryna be toxic, Don't wanna be friends Claim you a opp and we spin in a benz He told me to try em I do it again, I told ha I love ha, I gotta pretend His family dying, I started a trend I was down bad but I started to win
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