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p]
Yeah, t-r-u, all about the chase
Young silkk, to take y'all foos on a journey

the shocker]
Seems it's a trip what 'll do
For a in this day and age
See I be tryin' to get and
my game sharper than a fade (like that)
Ridin' through the hood in tight
the coupe that's dropped
Have them niggas starin' while glarin'
I hit tha block(woo shit)
On my way to me a motherfuckin' grip
about that time
I got my hand upon my
Plus my be on my mind
Stay away these niggas
That be like a tree
I try to 'em love
And get ta they can be me
But a nigga I'll you
If I to(why? )
Because rules(damn)

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Another day another
I'm all about that money an
And if ya me then holla
If you can't a coward
I'm all about tha bills that I make
a day another dolla
Another another day

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

the shocker]
Bitch i'ma g nigga all tha way
So nigga they betta just fall
(talkin' shit)
And still cross-over hardaway
I do more pimpin' scottie
A fuckin' 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)
Shit huh, 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 right behind me
Nigga you know, where to find me
tryin' to get a buck,
Comeup on the cut the taz hit
But I been in this game so
Shit, I done it
By any
The more fiends, the more I have
I just kick
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
if I make a mill'
Cause that's the place I can go
When I'm broke and I keeps it
You besta
How I be my mail(what? )
it be sun out,
Rain, snow, sleet, or
You know I to, watch my back
And be 'for shure
(they can't with you)
it's a proven fact(what? )
That some of these jack(tell 'em)
I stay and be major
trip
Cause how can I a grip
And be a teenager
You know they fade me
But they will try(nah they can't with you)
though I wear a vest
And two straps you i'ma still die(damn)
But until then I'm 'bout my black
Cause no turnin' back
And no savin' that(savin' that)
Can't nothin' with me
So I guess be a dead g
And ain't need for over me

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