Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista
You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga
Did the best i could, raised in insanity
Got two million quid in monopoly money,
Hustle for money and making livings
Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
With my heart most of you fuckas just fakers in the making
Im in it for the money
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit
The way we making money on some stupid shit
Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though
I making money everywhere i go
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