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Verse 1

Money Mogly for them wolves, huh, woe steppin' up

From SW Miami-Dade, stood tall and leveled up

Had my foot on they neck for 'bout five years goin'

You can see they veins showin', but... I ain't lettin' up

It's the muthafuckin' Wolfman, fresh hundred-dollar bills

With them wolves in the stu, like who I gotta kill

Comin' up out the bottom is a very rare achievement

Everybody swear they won't, but I bet they prolly will

Verse 2

Nah, I don't listen, I be carvin' out my own lane

Big Dade County, home of the Dolphins and the cocaine

So what the play is? We ain't 'bout no game

Stick with a half-moon clip and an oak frame

Boom boom, wolves stirrin' up the pot

Snowman, ice cream man, them boys burin' up the block

Make it heated in the wintertime... freezy in June

Said they gon' see me soon like I'm worried 'bout an opp

Don't get buried with a mop, I be scared for my life

Down here you gettin' dead if you ain't carryin' the pipe

We 'bout currency a lot, you gettin' spooky for the free, though

Lil' bullet crack your Cheeto, burn your hair when it bite, yikes

Too used to it... standin' tall like I'm supposed to

Riskin' everything for gold spokes on my old school

Seven-Trey the harder way, me and my numbers at odds

Then they wonder why it slides and watch wolves as they go toooo

Verse 3

Say goodbye to the bad guy, hello to my lil' fren

Top three and not three, rapper could kill you with a pen

Ewggghh, 152 but we could take it to the ten

If we ain't makin' ends, I ain't try to make amends

Been goin' hard for so long, woe, this shit is second nature

You take money your own way, then they try to legislate ya

Layin' low with my woes, drawin' up another caper

For that green, red, and blue, different hue colored paper