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Camp! K
Lately, I've gettin' money
(Big Fruit)

Lately, I've been money
I can't help how you
Baby you a real one, get hit, 'em you real
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
Lately, I've been money
I can't how you feel

Lately, been gettin' a whole, a whole lot of money
My haters they been a whole, whole lot of nothing
I help that I'm this hot, I'm so so blessed
You fun wit' them robbers I'm so, so fresh
Everything I touch gold
winner
Lately, its playboy mansion might dig her
You don't no my struggle everyday, anotha bag ask the who the man?
They tell you Boosie badazz
Doubted my freedom, now I'm eatin', they got
7- 45 on my wrist, now I'm so rich
I can't help how you
'Cause you how you feel
I'm just do me and continue to be too real
6 different hustles, how I'm bringin' in a new
Thank God, real music been saved, Boo hear (They mad)
Bout as cold as me, on they knee's
since I been released, money falling off of trees! Errbody know

Lately, I've been money
I can't how you feel
Baby you a real one, get hit, show 'em you
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
Lately, I've been gettin'
I can't help how you

of Trill I'm gettin' cash
My own crib, my own car
Sittin' back, gettin' bags
I'm swimmin' in I, l-l-lone
Countin' checks, that GPS don't stop like da sound off,
that navigation, me to the paper like Onstar,
them trap niggas they me,
Them whack bow down to me
'Cause ain't none of them hoes me
I'm so dope, I blow cash, you hoes that's yo' bad
You can't afford my bag, I'm killin' shit toe tag,
see me in the whip, like
go hang ya self nuisance,
we turnt up, we out
My straight, no juices
Sip Amaretto in a Porsche Carrera gettin' bread, I worked at Panera
roof, poof disappeara, I reappeara in a Panamera

Lately, I've been money
I help how you feel
Baby you a real one, get hit, 'em real

You know me, I up straight up off fast money
Maserati jag money, stop handcuffin'
Six twelves, old schooled that bitch, sound like a don't it?
It sit up like a man it, I spent them bands on it
We get hoes, then we fuck, they gon' on it,
you can talk that talk can you walk walk, I'll A-Town dance on ya
Had my lil' bitch turn every song, into her dance
Oh that nothin', you should see her with no pants on
I first night my girl, my relationships don't last
But it be so fun while it be lastin' and I long
And she lick on my tattoos, while I on her
See that pussy, see dats da one to call

Lately, I've gettin' money
I can't how you feel
Baby you a real one, get hit, 'em you real
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
'em you real,
Lately, I've been gettin'
I can't help how you