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[Intro -
This year for the money
Money, money, money train
It's like we done balled we falled, and we done falled till we balled
And then we back and bounce bitch

It's real nigga
It's just seeing to be what's in you
If you a hustler, you gone get
And that's how it

[Chorus -
Them niggas talking about it but know we gangsters
Tommy guns, army guns, quick to you
Pull up at the club brand new fresh
Them hoes want to hood rich and famous (X2)

1 - Allstar]
I got to get this money, I got to, I got to
Not a little a lot rap, but raw product
I'm probably on the East it in
On the low, I met Stunna, I get them for ten
I just bought new guns and got rid of some friends
I'm about my I get it from Slim
I grind hard, yeah Cashville I'm up
Pimping in the car, I'm going to up or bang up
Hustler, gangster, old school
Custom painted, love me in the hood
So I'm "fuck being famous"
You want to live my life
Trust me I'm dangerous, I must keep a
can I say but when it's on, it's on
And we don't call it off until everybody's
Allstar homie, keep a of a price
Money still a army and I earn my stripes

[Verse 2 - Yo
I'm a millionaire since
You could put me on the scale and weigh
I'm thirty six, old scale still stand
Then eat the
And I'ma for my people nigga
I'm in the hood the goons be
Whoever assumed that me, be running with CMB
I got a and I'm the general nigga
Money plentiful nigga, then why your old lady the nigga?
I'ma button down bricks hearing voices off in my
Like murder about conspiracy, watching out for the
For real, I got Mexican friends, I ain't going to lie it
And I took a few losses, I ain't going to cry it
But I'll you a brick if you down to die about it
Nigga shot homie in the head, you just getting high about it
Yo Gotti, up I'm a snitch killer
Don't even speak to me Darth, you ain't a nigga

[Verse 3 -
Now I'm riding my town, got the key to my city
All the ten more things, brand new in a
Every in this motherfucker know me dog
Living legend, riding fly, nigga ball till you
Methenamine Project where I started the
Gladys run around in the circle we hustle
K.C. me the game, I took it and tuck it
brought it to another level cooking and cutting
From the seventeen's, nigga fifties and hundreds,
I made the Lamborghinis, Rolls Royces on buttons
And I did my time, I wouldn't get it, wouldn't get it
And got it on my mind because money over bitches
All the time I'm about mine, working from digits
Green bag full of cash, nigga how we it
Stunna Island popping bottles nigga fucking them
Got the money and and I'm cowboy with
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