It's late and you stuck in my basement
Thought that getting money was the only payment
Im getting stacks of money everyday.
It's like sunshine on a rainy day
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
Getting to the money
Never been a cold coward country money on my mind then my
Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die
Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze
Been making a new cd's, i hope it's getting your praise
And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start
I step up in the spot, they get to working hard
My father was missing, war lord oliver north
Bolt up my door lock, been hearing money talks
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
If we focused on our problems like we did on getting money, you'd think we'd get somewhere honey?
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