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Yeah, t-r-u, all the paper chase
Young silkk, 'bout to take foos on a journey

[silkk the
Seems it's a what niggas 'll do
For a grip in day and age
See I be to get paid and
Keep my game sharper a fade (like that)
through the hood in somethin' tight
Like the coupe dropped
Have them niggas while they glarin'
I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to check me a grip
about that time
I got my hand upon my
my money be on my mind
Stay away these niggas
That be shady a tree
I try to show 'em
And get ta thinkin' can be me
But a nigga blast you
If I to(why? )
cash rules(damn)

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Another day dollar
I'm all about money an power
And if ya feel me then
If you can't a coward
I'm all about tha dollar bills that I
It's a day dolla
Another another day

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Dolla
Dolla dolla bill y'all... x3
Dolla y'all
Dolla dolla y'all
dolla dolla bill y'all

[silkk the
i'ma g nigga like all tha way
So they betta just fall away
(talkin' shit)
And still cross-over like
I do more pimpin' than
A nigga violent,
I'm silent, so you know a nigga a 'bout it
(whassup, whassup)
And some of these show
don't understand
Cause if I die or
Go to the pen(uh huh)
huh, i'ma be tha man(damn)
And I be to hop in
gangsta shit(like that)
See if I had a
For ever nigga told me gonna major
Shit, I be
had flow ons
Them gold thangs spinnin' like diamonds
With my clique right me
you know, just where to find me
Just to get a buck,
on the cut before the taz hit
But I been in game so long
Shit, I mastered it
By any
The more fiends, the more green I
I kick back
And them, go out and get tha cash
And I laugh(ha ha ha ha)
I'm just all about my

[silkk the
I tru to tha ghetto
Even if I make a
Cause the only place I can go
When I'm broke and I it trill
You believe
How I be my mail(what? )
it be sun out,
Rain, snow, sleet, or
You know I gots to, my back
And be 'for shure
(they can't fuck you)
it's a proven fact(what? )
That some of these jack(tell 'em)
I stay and be major
They
how can I have a grip
And only be a
You know they can't me
But they try(nah they can't fuck with you)
Even though I wear a
And two you know i'ma still die(damn)
But until I'm 'bout my paper black
ain't no turnin' back
And no savin' that(savin' that)
Can't nothin' with me
So I I'll be a dead g
And need for cryin' over me

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Heh, young
T-r-u, heh, we that money
Tha chase you know what I'm sayin'
bread, it's all real
We all 'bout tha
Dividends, dollars, mulah, money,
Or the fuck you wanna call it