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Runnin' thru a check Fell inlove with money If I say it’s mine You won’t take it from me Sticking to da mission These niggas be funny actin And I don't find shit funny I be jus' coolin' My nigga a dog; he a chew you Have them arranging a funeral R.I.P. shirts like a mural If you want dat smoke We bringin' it to you On folkz nem dis bitch bout her hoe out She fuckin' niggas and bitches off drugs tryna show out My pack just came back wit a low count Gotta finesse til I win turn a trick to to a hoe house I’m grindin' my goal is to get it I’m in a rush, so I had to bag up at my bitch crib By any means I’m get it No weapon formed will prosper against me My shorty got caught wit dat 40 So he at da crib on da band I FaceTime my young nigga He on da porch wit And he got it again You know how it go in the streets You either stand tall or fold And we in dis shit for the win Some of these niggas don’t know real loyalty is They just know how to pretend I got the key to the lock I got the code to the vault I’m selling ounces and grams Plus I'm the medicine man The streets what I know Cuz shit, that's all I was taught I’m runnin' I’m chasin' dat money I catch a play Then I quarterback 2 my mans I need them hundreds Check after check after check So I can go F*ck up some bands I'm gettin' money, I'm grindin' I need to go and take me a vacation somewhere and lay up on a island Me and my niggas fall out ova dumb shit But if 'bout action, they ridin' We don't fall out ova bitches We don't fall out ova money We got too much of it These hoes all around cuz we bussin' I grab a pack then I flip it Bad yellow bitch, but she ignorant Gone off them pills now she feelin' herself Now she can't handle her liquor My shorties be thirsty They ready for blood They ready to go on a mission These bitches be thirsty They know I’m da plug I f*ck now she in feelings Born in Chiraq Bitch I’m drilling Grab me a pack, imma flip it I'm gone off them pills Now I’m high den a bitch My face just lost all of its feelin' It’s SMG gang and you know how we rockin' I'm sliding 4 all of my niggas We gon' run up dis money and go straight to the top Imma f*ck up a check with my niggas I grab a pack, and I flip it Bad yellow bitch, but she ignorant She gone off them pills now she feelin' herself Now she can't handle her liquor My shorties be thirsty They ready for blood They ready to go on a mission These bitches be thirsty They know I’m da plug I f*ck now she in feelings