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I pray to God I ever dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going
Everything you seen been the realist you saw
What the is keep minds on the low
Devil want my soul, turn me cold
Bottle after bottle watching on a pole
never fold, Money never fold
Gettin' money fast, watchin' niggas dying

I pray to God I ain't dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ain't ever going
Everything you seen been the shit you saw
What the business is keep on the low
Devil want my soul, Bitches me cold
Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a
Promise never fold, Money never
Gettin' money fast, watchin' dying slow

Whippin' on slow
Hoppin' out that
a hundred chains on this industry is cold
Fuck niggas told
Everything we
Made it out that corner, I'm fifty a show
on that stove
Got my grown money
Orders to my brother, ice got 'em all
in my bones
Better watch tone
Niggas your life just for talkin' on that phone
We get it on our own
Now we own
'em stop small talkin', all my money grown
on my arm
Coke boy
Made it out the bottom, out the bottom I told 'em

I pray to God I ain't dying broke
If I owe you, you ain't ever going broke
you seen been the realist shit you saw
What the business is keep on the low
Devil want my soul, Bitches me cold
Bottle after watching bitches on a pole
never fold, Money never fold
Gettin' money fast, watchin' dying slow

I pray to God I ain't dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ever going broke
you seen been the realist shit you saw
What the business is keep on the low
Devil want my soul, turn me cold
Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a
Promise never fold, Money never
Gettin' money fast, niggas dying slow

never fold (aah)
And my money never (aah)
it to the top like I told 'em (aah)
Let 'em keep talkin' I'mma 'em (aah)
And I'mma bring to any that want it
Ooh devil my soul
Self made millionaire, no I owe
Made it out that hole, now a nigga ball
24 chains, 24k
High School to the Pros, like Lebron
Hood got young niggas goin' bald
up I was poor, now Rosé I pour
And I ain't scared of shit just a nigga dyin'

I to God I ain't ever dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ain't going broke
Everything you been the realist shit you saw
What the business is minds on the low
Devil want my soul, turn me cold
Bottle after bottle watching bitches on a
Promise never fold, Money fold
money fast, watchin' niggas dying slow

I pray to God I ever dying broke
If I ever owe you, you ever going broke
Everything you been the realist shit you saw
the business is keep minds on the low
Devil want my soul, turn me cold
after bottle watching bitches on a pole
Promise fold, Money never fold
Gettin' money fast, niggas dying slow