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First it’s no money, then more money, show money Now you owe money, cause all you do is blow money You take whatever, even low money Cause times get hard and we don’t know money See how it be? First it’s no money, then more money, show money Now you owe money, cause all you do is blow money You take whatever, even low money Cause times get hard and we don’t know money She strip to pay her bills so you throw money You in a different tax bracket, not a broke dummy This life is such a nuisance Everybody dying over 2 cents Even you was on go, till it was go fund me Now you turn back on all the thotties and the dope junkies Now you think you better than your people, you swear that we ain’t equal Suicidal thoughts just hang the rope for me First you make it, then you flip it, that’s the coke money A couple thousand in the freezer, hit the store for me If you don’t call or hit me back, then you stole from me It’s just principle, be a student, take this loan money And never argue with these niggas you got your own money Look, I promise they’ll respect you, but have niggas come and get you I was taught this game once and gained skills, I’m special Uncle pulled me to the side, “let me make you this name nephew” I promise after this they won’t forget you First it’s no money, then more money, show money Now you owe money, cause all you do is blow money You take whatever, even low money Cause times get hard and we don’t know money See how it be? First it’s no money, then more money, show money Now you owe money, cause all you do is blow money You take whatever, even low money Cause times get hard and we don’t know money They started talking money, but never listened Any time they bringing sides, it’s a difference See I hate to spill the beans, but you only ever coming with a biscuit Potato to silence, they using drum sticks when it’s chicken involved Back in the city you see a time to evolve When these rappers talking green to you it’s just a facade And the shit don’t grow on trees so you branching it off It’s like he stunting for the gram, how bands stretch down the arm He got a dollar and dream, persistent with charm How these niggas bite the hands that be breaking em off Then shoot a arm, leg, another whole leg, a whole other arm Out here clocking lives like they playing God First it’s no money, then more money, show money Now you owe money, cause all you do is blow money You take whatever, even low money Cause times get hard and we don’t know money See how it be? First it’s no money, then more money, show money Now you owe money, cause all you do is blow money You take whatever, even low money Cause times get hard and we don’t know money See how it be? First it’s no money, then more money, show money Now you owe money, cause all you do is blow money You take whatever, even low money Cause times get hard and we don’t know money See how it be? First it’s no money, then more money, show money Now you owe money, cause all you do is blow money You take whatever, even low money Cause times get hard and we don’t know money See how it be?

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