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The only thing over women is paper and profit
I swear that I'll down that nigga if he try to stop it
F*ck tappin these pockets
I live for the nonsense

If God dropped a seed, I pray it's a money tree
A moral gets thrown away for a hundred G's
Lay you to rest to turn me a bently key
So if God dropped a seed, I pray it's a money tree
We trynna touch the green

F*ck trynna touch the scene
If I can touch me da profit and let my fam see green,
Then that's the shit that means
F*ck famous shit, I count da chips, and whip da whip that's clean
No balance in, accounts and shit, im the lopsided king
My martin luther dreams
The cash counter go ding
Touch 100 bands, pluck the rubberbands, cause I love the way that rubber gone sing
Buy that crib, and have my momma go scream
Pack the wounds of trauma, with a bunch of commas, pack my heart my til' it bust at the seems
Rza taught me it go up for the cream

We all know, we get impatient cuz' that bread rise slow
I'm trynna turn my bitch to model
Post a lil cash for a follow
Icing out my wrist, my soul hollow
The ugly shit I still pray that God holds

The only thing over women is paper and profit
I swear that I'll down that nigga if he try to stop it
F*ck tappin these pockets
I live for the nonsense

If God dropped a seed, I pray it's a money tree
A moral gets thrown away for a hundred G's
Lay you to rest to turn me a bently key
So if God dropped a seed, I pray it's a money tree
We trynna touch the green