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MADE & PAID Video (MV)




Performed By: Amoneygreen
Length: 3:03
Written by: Aaron Green




Amoneygreen - MADE & PAID Lyrics
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All I ever wanted was to be a made nigga
All I ever wanted was to be a paid nigga
I ain't talkin' a couple hunnid thou
I'm talkin' eight figures
Play with anything I love
I'll be a grave digger
Competin' with myself
So I ain't in no race with ya
Pickin' up pounds
Like a f*ckin' weightlifter
Put my best shit on like I'm bout to take pictures
They say money don't buy happiness
But I seen what pape get ya
Yeah, state your name gangsta
Is you friend or foe
The top where I'm finna go and I ain't finna fold
You only live once so I'ma spend the dough
Walked out with small bread on me
That's a dinner roll
My bitch lookin' exquisite
Somethin' like a centerfold
Keep it playa
Cuz bout these chickens niggas tender bro
F*ck if I offend ya
F*ck a pretender
Gotta tend to doe
I keep my ears to the street
Cause I'm always in the know
I be in a whole nother world when I pen the flow
I lose my mind in the booth when I lay them vocals
Gotta call F-D-N-Y the way I flame the pro tools
Streaming global
F*ck nigga nah A ain't local
All I ever wanted was to be a made nigga
All I ever wanted was to be a paid nigga
I ain't talkin' a couple hunnid thou
I'm talkin' eight figures
Play with anything I love
I'll be a grave digger
Competin' with myself
So I ain't in no race with ya
Pickin' up pounds
Like a f*ckin' weightlifter
Put my best shit on like I'm bout to take pictures
They say money don't buy happiness
But I seen what pape get ya
All I wanna do is count up some cheese
And blow the dope in the breeze
Take me a trip overseas
Palm angels under palm trees
Remember days we was duckin' the D's
Block hot 400 degrees
Got a 4.0 in the streets
I think I need a degree
You gotta stay on your Q's
While you movin' the P's
I got pape on my mind
But can't pursue it with greed
Just a real street nigga
Don't get me confused with these dweebs
Some people find them a lane
Some turn to losers and fiends
Man it is what it is
F*ck however it seems
The hate get real loud
Once you live out your dreams
I'ma either get rich off these streams
Or I'ma get rich off these schemes
The name Amoneygreen
But it's blue strips in my jeans
All I ever wanted was to be a made nigga
All I ever wanted was to be a paid nigga
I ain't talkin' a couple hunnid thou
I'm talkin' eight figures
Play with anything I love
I'll be a grave digger
Competin' with myself
So I ain't in no race with ya
Pickin' up pounds
Like a f*ckin' weightlifter
Put my best shit on like I'm bout to take pictures
They say money don't buy happiness
But I seen what pape get ya
Long Live King Cure Nigga
T-Recks Entertainment
The Dinosaur Kommitee
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

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All I ever wanted was to be a made nigga
All I ever wanted was to be a paid nigga
I ain't talkin' a couple hunnid thou
I'm talkin' eight figures
Play with anything I love
I'll be a grave digger
Competin' with myself
So I ain't in no race with ya
Pickin' up pounds
Like a f*ckin' weightlifter
Put my best shit on like I'm bout to take pictures
They say money don't buy happiness
But I seen what pape get ya
Yeah, state your name gangsta
Is you friend or foe
The top where I'm finna go and I ain't finna fold
You only live once so I'ma spend the dough
Walked out with small bread on me
That's a dinner roll
My bitch lookin' exquisite
Somethin' like a centerfold
Keep it playa
Cuz bout these chickens niggas tender bro
F*ck if I offend ya
F*ck a pretender
Gotta tend to doe
I keep my ears to the street
Cause I'm always in the know
I be in a whole nother world when I pen the flow
I lose my mind in the booth when I lay them vocals
Gotta call F-D-N-Y the way I flame the pro tools
Streaming global
F*ck nigga nah A ain't local
All I ever wanted was to be a made nigga
All I ever wanted was to be a paid nigga
I ain't talkin' a couple hunnid thou
I'm talkin' eight figures
Play with anything I love
I'll be a grave digger
Competin' with myself
So I ain't in no race with ya
Pickin' up pounds
Like a f*ckin' weightlifter
Put my best shit on like I'm bout to take pictures
They say money don't buy happiness
But I seen what pape get ya
All I wanna do is count up some cheese
And blow the dope in the breeze
Take me a trip overseas
Palm angels under palm trees
Remember days we was duckin' the D's
Block hot 400 degrees
Got a 4.0 in the streets
I think I need a degree
You gotta stay on your Q's
While you movin' the P's
I got pape on my mind
But can't pursue it with greed
Just a real street nigga
Don't get me confused with these dweebs
Some people find them a lane
Some turn to losers and fiends
Man it is what it is
F*ck however it seems
The hate get real loud
Once you live out your dreams
I'ma either get rich off these streams
Or I'ma get rich off these schemes
The name Amoneygreen
But it's blue strips in my jeans
All I ever wanted was to be a made nigga
All I ever wanted was to be a paid nigga
I ain't talkin' a couple hunnid thou
I'm talkin' eight figures
Play with anything I love
I'll be a grave digger
Competin' with myself
So I ain't in no race with ya
Pickin' up pounds
Like a f*ckin' weightlifter
Put my best shit on like I'm bout to take pictures
They say money don't buy happiness
But I seen what pape get ya
Long Live King Cure Nigga
T-Recks Entertainment
The Dinosaur Kommitee
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Aaron Green
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