Remember back then, had no food in my tummy
I was hungry, so I had to get the money
Run the hundreds up
Get the money up
Run the money up
Stack the hundreds up
Get the hundreds up
Remember back then, as a youngin
Had no money, so I had to start juugin
Yeah I had to run the money up
Count the hundreds up
Rack the money up
Collect the hundreds yeah
Run the money up
Remember back then, wasn't no food in my cabinets
Sleeping on the floor, 'cause we couldn't even afford a mattress
Turn nothing into something, man that shit felt like some magic
My clothes ain't designer, but I'm dripping in this fashion
F*cking on this goth bitch
30 deep, mosh pit
Hit you with a dropkick
Failure ain't a option
R.I.P. my sister, without you won't feel the same again
You held me up when I felt like I was caving in
Been through so much pain that my heart is all numb
That bitch don't love you cause you act like a bum
We was so broke, yeah, all we had was crumbs
We ain't got shit to do, we shooting bullets at the sun
Remember back then, had no food in my tummy
I was hungry, so I had to get the money
Run the hundreds up
Get the money up
Run the money up
Stack the hundreds up
Get the hundreds up
Remember back then, as a youngin
Had no money, so I had to start juugin
Yeah I had to run the money up
Count the hundreds up
Rack the money up
Collect the hundreds yeah
Run the money up
Remember back then, we was swiping on the daily
Old heads calling us hood lil babies
Remember back then we was vooling going vrazy
Now it's all money buddy, f*ck you pay me
Lit in this bitch, like bic
R.I.P. to my big sis, I swear to God you will be missed
And I'll never forget, about all the things you did
And I'll never let these skeezers try to box me in
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Remember back then, had no food in my tummy
I was hungry, so I had to get the money
Run the hundreds up
Get the money up
Run the money up
Stack the hundreds up
Get the hundreds up
Remember back then, as a youngin
Had no money, so I had to start juugin
Yeah I had to run the money up
Count the hundreds up
Rack the money up
Collect the hundreds yeah
Run the money up
Remember back then, wasn't no food in my cabinets
Sleeping on the floor, 'cause we couldn't even afford a mattress
Turn nothing into something, man that shit felt like some magic
My clothes ain't designer, but I'm dripping in this fashion
F*cking on this goth bitch
30 deep, mosh pit
Hit you with a dropkick
Failure ain't a option
R.I.P. my sister, without you won't feel the same again
You held me up when I felt like I was caving in
Been through so much pain that my heart is all numb
That bitch don't love you cause you act like a bum
We was so broke, yeah, all we had was crumbs
We ain't got shit to do, we shooting bullets at the sun
Remember back then, had no food in my tummy
I was hungry, so I had to get the money
Run the hundreds up
Get the money up
Run the money up
Stack the hundreds up
Get the hundreds up
Remember back then, as a youngin
Had no money, so I had to start juugin
Yeah I had to run the money up
Count the hundreds up
Rack the money up
Collect the hundreds yeah
Run the money up
Remember back then, we was swiping on the daily
Old heads calling us hood lil babies
Remember back then we was vooling going vrazy
Now it's all money buddy, f*ck you pay me
Lit in this bitch, like bic
R.I.P. to my big sis, I swear to God you will be missed
And I'll never forget, about all the things you did
And I'll never let these skeezers try to box me in
I was hungry, so I had to get the money
Run the hundreds up
Get the money up
Run the money up
Stack the hundreds up
Get the hundreds up
Remember back then, as a youngin
Had no money, so I had to start juugin
Yeah I had to run the money up
Count the hundreds up
Rack the money up
Collect the hundreds yeah
Run the money up
Remember back then, wasn't no food in my cabinets
Sleeping on the floor, 'cause we couldn't even afford a mattress
Turn nothing into something, man that shit felt like some magic
My clothes ain't designer, but I'm dripping in this fashion
F*cking on this goth bitch
30 deep, mosh pit
Hit you with a dropkick
Failure ain't a option
R.I.P. my sister, without you won't feel the same again
You held me up when I felt like I was caving in
Been through so much pain that my heart is all numb
That bitch don't love you cause you act like a bum
We was so broke, yeah, all we had was crumbs
We ain't got shit to do, we shooting bullets at the sun
Remember back then, had no food in my tummy
I was hungry, so I had to get the money
Run the hundreds up
Get the money up
Run the money up
Stack the hundreds up
Get the hundreds up
Remember back then, as a youngin
Had no money, so I had to start juugin
Yeah I had to run the money up
Count the hundreds up
Rack the money up
Collect the hundreds yeah
Run the money up
Remember back then, we was swiping on the daily
Old heads calling us hood lil babies
Remember back then we was vooling going vrazy
Now it's all money buddy, f*ck you pay me
Lit in this bitch, like bic
R.I.P. to my big sis, I swear to God you will be missed
And I'll never forget, about all the things you did
And I'll never let these skeezers try to box me in
Writer: Ryan Raney
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