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Just my fancy car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
is Byrd gang money,
This is gang money,
is Byrd gang money
Only spending that Byrd gang money.

clean my fancy car
Picked up my fancy
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money
Only niggas spending that gang money.

on my first slant,
By the I was sipping on my first Schlitz
Hit the game, I as a look out,
See the fly cars the big wheelies pushed out,
bikes popping wheelies by the cookout, that was that summer,
I was thirst to be plumper. It better but the risk was worst,
Save the fly leather copping with the work.
It work; I was fucken up the re-up.
Bottles at the tunnel, was 98, I called papa for the bundles,
An ten grand, it felt like a hundred,
These Gucci by the stomach, with guns in them.
Its wealth that we want, if we run wit em
Till the death, until the feds and get em
Byrd money, it started off that Byrd Kane Money
New cars, in third lane money!

clean my fancy car,
Picked up my clothes,
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the bomb,
This is Byrd money,
is Byrd gang money,
This is Byrd gang
Only real niggas spending Byrd gang money.

Getting is the hardest,
Your first hundred is a job
Your cool million, you're an artist.
Especially if the up the block, sell garbage
Told it, crumbles all apart when you it
naturally born a crook, I was molded
Drugs kept my in the green, so I sold it
Even learned to smell a good grade the packing
Midwest and got financial backing
Started networking the wheelies on credit
Any concepts of robbed I was debited
Anybody get it, don't come a day later the eigth money
Got to it out, cause I said it
Courts an acquittal, coming in the club an entourage
Me I'm the in the middle.
The brain and the roc-a-house rope around the neck
A lot of letters for the chain, and the charm. on man

clean my fancy car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money
Only niggas spending that gang money.

At a age, no bricks just grams
Nigga stuck, your mans a flip
The situation real, your mans a hit
You on the get-a-way, the can you get
You circle the block, you track and field
A lot of niggas on that track got killed
But you me forever manning up,
Never sit when I pee, forever standing up
I'm a boss, so I'm the shots,
Big homie, of the block
You wanna pump, nigga Ill tell you and where at
Don't face-fight; I'm not the one to at.
Matter of fact dog, you and man sits,
In the off cop car, dog, pointing your index
I guess you could, cause you a the Bull
But gonna die if a hammer get pulled.

Just my fancy car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
is Byrd gang money,
This is gang money,
This is Byrd money
Only niggas that Byrd gang money.

Just clean my car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money,
is Byrd gang money
Only niggas spending Byrd gang money