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

Lately, I've been gettin'
I help 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, been gettin' money
I can't how you feel

Lately, I've been gettin' a whole, a whole lot of
My haters been gettin' a whole, whole lot of nothing
I can't help I'm this hot, I'm so so blessed
You have fun them robbers I'm so, so fresh
I touch turn gold
I'mma
Lately, its playboy pussy might dig her
You don't no my struggle everyday, anotha bag ask the world who the
They gone you Boosie badazz
my freedom, now I'm eatin', they got whiplash
7- 45 on my wrist, now I'm so rich
I help how you feel
'Cause you how you feel
I'm gon' do me and continue to be too real
6 hustles, how I'm bringin' in a new year
God, real music been saved, Boosie Boo hear (They mad)
Bout as cold as me, minors on knee's
Ever since I been released, falling off of trees! Errbody know

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

Queen of Trill I'm gettin'
My own crib, my own car
Sittin' back, gettin' money
I'm in I, l-l-lone shark
Countin' checks, that GPS don't stop beepin' da sound off,
navigation, lead me to the paper like Onstar,
them trap niggas love me,
Them whack bow down to me
'Cause ain't of them hoes above me
I'm so dope, I blow cash, you broke that's yo' bad
You can't afford my tote bag, I'm killin' toe tag,
see me in the whip, like
go ya self y'all nuisance,
we up, we turnt out
My straight, no juices
Sip Amaretto in a Porsche Carrera gettin' bread, like I worked at
Panoramic roof, poof disappeara, I reappeara in a

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

You know me, I up straight up off fast money
That Maserati jag money, 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, gon' brag on it,
you can talk that talk can you that walk, I'll A-Town dance on ya
Had my lil' turn every song, into her dance song
Oh that ain't nothin', you should see her no pants on
I first night my girl, my don't last long
But it be so fun while it be lastin' and I long
And she lick on my tattoos, while I on her
See that pretty pussy, see da one to call

Lately, been gettin' 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 gettin'
I help how you feel