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Money on my mind with a bad with me
Want me my paper but she not get the any
Heard coming for me hope my Glock don't jam
If he talking bout some paper I might do the man

Smoking on good I feel better
Your is down for whatever
on some good I feel better
Your bitch is for whatever
Smoking on good I feel better
Your bitch is down for
Smoking on some I feel better
Your bitch is for whatever
Smoking on some I feel better
bitch is down for whatever
Smoking on some good I feel
Your is down for whatever
Smoking on good I feel better
bitch is down for whatever
Smoking on some I feel better
bitch is down for whatever

1]
I don't love her, I don't em I duck em
Can't trust these on the internet
Man these is something
Staying blunted, give these hoes no
Them might try to shoot ya
To dodge em you duck em
Four hundred on the
They can't stop me, Ave
Bad full of guys
cash, need cash
Most shooters off
you hate me when I'm leaving
Hood chick never seen
Girl this ride all

Money on my mind with a bad with me
Want me my paper but she not get the any
they coming for me hope my Glock don't jam
If he talking bout paper I might do the running man

Smoking on good I feel better
Your is down for whatever
on some good I feel better
Your bitch is for whatever
on some good I feel better
Your bitch is for whatever
on some good I feel better
Your bitch is down for
Smoking on good I feel better
bitch is down for whatever
Smoking on some good I better
Your bitch is for whatever
Smoking on some good I feel
Your is down for whatever
Smoking on some good I feel
Your is down for whatever

2]
Young with the hits
Advance money to flip
Know boys couldn't hold me
With the wrist, with the
I can't pick up when you
must thinking I'm lit
Girl I cannot pay bills
You must I'm a trick
In the game now
Got a name now
just switch turned twelve
I can't hang now
thang need a vision
Got her turned off a
Couldn't you how I met her
Ever since I couldn't her

Money on my mind a bad ting with me
Want me my paper but she not get the any
Heard they coming for me my Glock don't jam
If he bout some paper I might do the running man