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You up feelin way better
Way than the day you did before
You got the whole world in the palm of your
You had to let it go

DJ C-Money in motherfucker, La Familia
Gang, we global now

Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' crazy
All this money confiscatin' no imitatin
All it was some patience Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, no imitatin'
40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young I promote it
Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm hungry
million, all hundreds, got em all on me

Hell ya, that lifestyle, products on me right now
Had to pay my lawyer off cuz nigga I don't do
Bitches I do trial, you can keep your comments
I be gettin' money, bout to fuckin vomit
30 on my stomach, tell me how bad do you it?
Prada's I'm rockin', Alexander got me cocky
All that damn finessin' and I took off the Jetsons
All that damn stressin' and a nigga start
yeah

Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' crazy
All this money ain't no imitatin
All it took was patience Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, no imitatin'
40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I it
when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
million, all hundreds, got em all on me

Ain't no sympathy nigga, no sympathy nigga!
You me nigga, know you remember me nigga!
I'ma whip up in them make you envy me nigga
I'm whip up in them foreigns make you envy me nigga
I got that sack out the front and I went skraight through the back
I was up and starvin', I go stand right in that trap
I'm bout to sell me some yayo, I jug out in Clay Co
I won't em no more, if those shoes a day old
See I consist and I am, see I and I am
I woke up in Bugatti, went and bought me three Lambs
an Aventador nigga, that cost a hundred a piece
I went so hard in the streets, I'm bout to me a feast

Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm money crazy
All this confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience, still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I it
Like when I was sellin nigga I'm still hungry
million, all hundreds, got em all on me