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Money Grip
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Money Grip was released on March 20, 2020 by Purefected Music as a part of the album Money Grip - Single
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Release DateMarch 20, 2020
LabelPurefected Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Christopher Berhan
Joseph Christopher Berhan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bvtman
Bvtman
Producer

Lyrics

Observe the come up
Word the fuck up
Son one of one, none can ever approach
Perfected the flow, never sellin' his soul
So fuck your money, money grip
While you be baggin' groupies, I be baggin' honey dips
That's some funny shit, braggin' bout some fake love
No designer clothes homes, I stays laced up
Aint just cuz I'm nice on mics
Right shorties on me like white on rice
Despite your price: my rhymes is priceless, timeless hypeness
Rockin' true jewels of knowledge, shinin' brightest
Survived environments of guns, knifes and heart-stoppers
Your ice drippin' just invitin' armed robbers
Rappers get murked, turned to legends in death
Black death still sellin', second to sex
Next generation depressed, self-medicatin
Waitin' to die, cryin' for help: they entertainment
Slaves to the paper that's made up out of thin air
Trap maze, rat race: chasin' stacks, done been there
Don't care what yall rock, where yall rhymes be at
Yall don't got no opps, what yall got be apps
Actin' in your captions, yappin' bout no cap
Flow's fat, homes, black: fess, get the bozack
Don't act fake, sayin' I'm just salty
All these rappers sound the same, this aint hate, yall just bore me
All this sing-songy, duke, black: you wack
No mumble or auto-tune, boom-bap: true rap
You dogs sing coon songs
While I refuse, choose to bring truth on
Troop, who want it with Purefected Best been warrin' with the best since
Before you was a thought young'n, buggin', let the best spit
Best sit down, take notes, aint no
Way yo' trash clown-ass raps gon' stay blownt
Innovate flows, fakes froze from the coldness
Sistas feelin' hot inside, brothas open
Rappers promotin' hoein' now, what part of the game
Shorties sell they self on these apps, regardless to shame
Pardon disdain, you misleadin' the youth
Though you know the weight of what you speak in the booth
Kids believe it's the truth, in the streets breathe and live it
Killin', dyin', gettin' locked: need somethin' different
Chicks be stickin', got these marks trickin': fam I'm type smarter
Just smash that out the park like Bryce Harper
Flight chartered: strictly business, busy vickin
Kid be livin' Richard Gere, disappear with pretty women
Written by: Joseph Christopher Berhan
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