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I Taking risks is in my nature cause I'm rich In the land of dollars and cents Faith just don't exist Betrayal with a kiss that'll get you 30 coins for this Do anything for the come up late night, afternoon and sun up If any of you were to run up that's a death wish Send one up for ya best dawg who died over a necklace I have everything but remorse I turn a problem to a corpse Take anything but a loss To the weak women I'm god Swimming in alcohol and Spilling vodka on my heart My jet private W C W exotic Im hollow I mean I'm full Pour bottles upon the floor Push autos foreign imports Gold and diamonds of all sorts No back and forth with me like tennis courts I don't soft ball I hard ball Whenever I'm around no need to pray to God I am here to save us all Things happen I make a call Transaction, hundreds stacking Zero capping that money long Ain't nothing hard for a rich man Except getting to Heaven At times i feel like God Money make me feel like God It's nothing a blackcard an't get man Except get you to Heaven At times i feel like God Money make me feel like God II Misery has said my name too much We hang too much It's dangerous Cause what's maintaining us is angel dust Feel like the money I have has me strange enough Built a circle around me that need me to live that I can't even trust Yeah I'm living plush Women blush Dawg it's them or us Never not there for my family Like blood I'm always in the cut But, nobody's there for me To intercede or interrupt When I'm lit when I smoke and I Snort and sniff or I'm getting drunk Cause the money made a promise that it couldn't keep now 10,000 for a bed and I can't even sleep now For real it'll be a blessing to rest in peace But death for me ain't got no heaven in the recipe Sold my soul for the zeros and I curse god aggressively Made the devil my hero Disobeying god my specialty That's just me take it or leave it I don't need no savior With all this wealth I'll just save myself I just need my paper Ain't nothing hard for a rich man Except getting to Heaven At times i feel like God Money make me feel like God It's nothing a blackcard an't get man Except get you to Heaven At times i feel like God Money make me feel like God If you'really being captivated by material You'really gonna lose your soul You gonna lose err'thing around you 'cause you can't see nothing else You gonna see, oh you want a new this you want a new that & you want To buy, you become a consumer addict, You don't worship material, When you worship material, you bacome a problem... to you
Writer(s): Fredrik Halldin, Anton Hairston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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