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

the shocker]
Seems it's a trip what 'll do
For a in this day and age
See I be to get paid and
Keep my game sharper a fade (like that)
Ridin' the hood in somethin' 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 upon my nine
Plus my money be on my
Stay away from 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 feel me then
If you you's a coward
I'm all about tha dollar bills that I
It's a day dolla
Another another day

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

the shocker]
Bitch i'ma g like all tha way
So nigga they just fall away
(talkin' shit)
And cross-over like hardaway
I do more than scottie
A fuckin' violent,
Plus I'm silent, so you a nigga a 'bout it
(whassup, whassup)
And some of niggas show
They 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 nigga told me they gonna major
Shit, I be
had flow ons
Them gold thangs spinnin' like some
With my right behind me
Nigga you know, just to find me
tryin' to get a buck,
Comeup on the cut the taz hit
But I been in this game so
Shit, I mastered it
By any
The more fiends, the green I have
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 stay tru to tha
Even if I a mill'
that's the only place I can go
When I'm and I keeps it trill
You believe
How I be my mail(what? )
it be sun out,
Rain, snow, sleet, or
You know I gots to, watch my
And be 'for shure
(they can't fuck you)
Beacause a proven fact(what? )
That of these hoes jack(tell 'em)
I stay posted and be
trip
Cause how can I have a
And be a teenager
You know they can't me
But will try(nah they can't fuck with you)
though I wear a vest
And two you know i'ma still die(damn)
But then I'm 'bout my paper black
Cause ain't no turnin'
And ain't no that(savin' that)
Can't take with me
So I guess be a dead g
And need for cryin' over me

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