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Wallstreet
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Wallstreet was released on January 14, 2014 by Warner Records as a part of the album Microwaves
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Release DateJanuary 14, 2014
LabelWarner Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
After the Smoke
After the Smoke
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rob Coin
Rob Coin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Gruenberg
Alex Gruenberg
Mixing Engineer
Anthony X
Anthony X
Producer

Lyrics

A promise to never go broke
A promise to never go broke
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
I'm heading to Hollywood
They tryna roll us together thinking they probably could
And if you show 'em the pockets a **** probably would
I wanna get in her belly, she got that knowledge good
Hell yeah, now what they telling you?
Don't ever purchase what they selling you
I think you know why, I bring you no lie
My people broke out, pulling that dro out
Inhale that blow, ahh
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
I'm a boss, she a tease
Everything a problem but she never leaves
Winter furs, better trees
Fucking bomb ass bitch, who can it be?
Smoke a roach, that's her approach
Rubber band, and chill with that rope-a-dope
Knocked out in the third round
Put that thing down before somebody getting burnt out
Her style, misbehavior
Digging in my pockets, all that college couldn't change her
Danger, eyes of a stranger
Chugging Miller Lites, brown Backwoods in place of that Vicodin
Medical, shit I feel incredible
Til I crash land, damn, guess that shit's inevitable
Fresh out the canister, money tall gram-ble-er
Kill 'em, tag 'em, bag 'em up, doesn't mean he had enough
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
This that kinda money, this that kinda money counting
Written by: Rob Coin
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