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When I scroll Im like damn where They find goofies Forever mouthing off Like Chinese movies Know I been On top like kweli kufi Gun blew unc drew Like kyrie movie Even tho they both Pussy like Siamese coochie Smoking packs Counting stacks With a Guyanese groupie Money hurt em to they stomach Like a hot tea smoothie Now ya bitch at my show Like sign these Boobies Trappin on the 6 I had to leave 5 Cut different I sized up Like yeezy slide That Bitch be lion king I get rafiki vibes I Can tell she a hoe She got dysheeki eyes Paint the town with u Llike graffiti dryed Made we all ate like a needy drive Grab her by the cheeks Like a sweetie pie Made her legs shake Weak table on the even side Money be the only mission You wasn't with me in the gym When I was Cooking in that Lonely kitchen Hungry man like frozen dishes Cause I rose and risen You told me I was on the Road to prison Money be the only mission You wasn't with me in the gym When I was Cooking in that Lonely kitchen Hungry man like frozen dishes Cause I rose and risen You told me I was on the Road to prison Gas everywhere We don't sell the same load's Smell it in my hoodie Like a kerosine stove Back when Kim k Was wearing Paris hilt clothes Lint in my pocket I grinded to fill those More gs Before the tour fees Bitch im AI in the arm sleeve Took a loss Put up 30 And got more p's Platinum in the streets Before platti I need royalties Money be the only mission You wasn't with me In the gym when I was Cooking in that lonely kitchen Hungry man like frozen dishes Cause I rose and risen You told me I was on the Road to prison Money be the only mission You wasn't with me in the Gym when I was Cooking in that lonely kitchen Hungry man like frozen dishes Cause I rose and risen You told me I was on the road to prison
Writer(s): Semore Buckz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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