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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damian Juwann Taylor
Damian Juwann Taylor
Songwriter

歌詞

Uh I hate to say the reason why I love money
Got it out the mud play with mine I put you in the dirt
Popping percs sipping purple while I'm smoking purple
When you start getting money everybody love you
You know its death before dishonor what this shit done come to
Before I had the money counter had to thumb thru it
Before I had the Glock catching plays with the Smith and Wesson
Bricks from the South bows coming from the Westend
Put that work in the water imma catch it
Gymnastics make the work flip acrobatic
Uhh it's safe to say I made a living off trafficking
I can take her to the promise land I'm Alladin
Penitentiary lockdown days seeing stabbings
Up the road had to hide my phone in a mattress
**** told coming home dis shit blasphemy
Any **** getting knocked down ain't no pass with me
And you can get a discount you come cash from me
I can front a couple zips not a whole b
Ian petty wit da money now his hoe on me
She say she down fa da gang she wanna fuck some Gs
Dis dog strong buss it open smell like rotten cheese
A one pit this shit raw it ain't got no fleas
Have that gangsta shit intact when we hit yo street
I can clean da whole block up with this street sweep
Uhh
They can't believe dat i made it off a QP
I can make a call and get some bails for da love that's why they hate it
I can get them thangs in from AZ
Grinding for a week and buy a AMG
Mercedes me
Moving all these squares rocking Louie V
Bitches throw me coochie when I was broke they ain't remember me
I'm in da field dats why its thigh pads in my Amiri jeans
I sat a week and made a hunnit K down in TN I'm in the streets
We can bleed the whole city if we stay discreet
I'm coming down I seventy-five Ill tell you where to meet me
Eight hour drive on that road I'm getting sleepy
Adderall aint working and you know my vision getting dizzy
I'm the type to sit in Woodlawn if them folks spending
You the type to tell on yo **** if they come and get you
**** what you gone do if them folks come and getchu
No comissary on yo books but everybody swear they miss you
Written by: Damian Juwann Taylor
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