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Fifty K On The Table
- **FIFTY K ON THE TABLE**
- Hook
- I show him the stash, fifty K on the table, slow watch how he fold it
- Eyes shift like sirens, loyalty got a price, and tonight we 'bout to show it
- Pocket full of promises, trunk full of thunder, streets keep the gospel
- I show him the stash, fifty K on the table, real ones know the motto
- Verse 1
- Dash light glowin', city breathe low, we parked down by the corner store
- Cold air, paper smell, rubber bands like prayers on the floor
- He steps closer, palms open, count slow like he prayin' for more
- I think 'bout nights I held no bread, now I count blessings on the floor
- Mama said keep your circle tight, snakes move in a velvet coat
- Guys smile like they kin to you, but the ledger never wrote
- I put the racks between us —proof and poison in a fold
- He lookin' at the paper, I look at his soul, who gon' fold?
- Hook
- I show him the stash, fifty K on the table, slow watch how he fold it
- Eyes shift like sirens, loyalty got a price, and tonight we 'bout to show it
- Pocket full of promises, trunk full of thunder, streets keep the gospel
- I show him the stash, fifty K on the table, real ones know the motto
- Verse 2
- Cold breath, two cups of strong, the moon watchin' like a judge
- Neighbors peep through curtains, whispers soft as a grudge
- He count twice, cough once, say he been watchin' my grind
- I remember nights I ate my pride, sold shadows for a sign
- This money ain't for flex alone —it's bail, it's plan B, it's care
- It's for the kids I left behind, for the brother laid down there
- So I watch his pupils widen, test his hands like a thief
- If he move wrong, we split the world —ain't no mercy in the brief
- Bridge
- Real recognize real, but real fold under lights
- Money make the quiet loud, turn friends into fights
- I keep a Bible in the ashtray, rosary in the dash
- Prayin' for the good ones while I stack what the streets ask
- Hook —harder
- I show him the stash, fifty K on the table, slow watch how he fold it
- Eyes shift like sirens, loyalty got a price, and tonight we 'bout to show it
- Pocket full of promises, trunk full of thunder, streets keep the gospel
- I show him the stash, fifty K on the table, real ones know the motto
- Outro
- He slide a nod, but trust take time, paper don't baptize the soul
- We roll out, lights fade, city keep pressin' for the toll
- Fifty K in the rearview —weight heavy, future heavy too
- I show him the stash, but in this life, the only thing that stays is truth.
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