I collect money and spread it around, look, look
I collect money and spread it around All of my homies stay out of the pound
Never work with a nigga who clown Dive in her pussy, I think I'ma drown
Smoke on some loud, it don't make a sound Grind till I die, I would never testify
Never snitchin' on my guys, I'ma buy a new ride
When I get paper, head to Jamaica Find me a baddie to taste my new flavor
Keep a hater from around me I want women to surround me
Night all alone, made me a demon ain't sell my soul, the devil be fiendin
Cleanin' my conscience after I pray Lyrically different, I got my own wave
Niggas never makin' money at all But try to get bitches to go to the mall
Whack little niggas addicted to jiggers I'ma get gnarly when I'm with my niggas
I'm like a diamond I'm valuable Shorty, stop talkin', let me in your throat
Why you act different when I'm not around
Makin' a song is the passion I found vent on the beat, makin' bread every week
I need a tat that'll say suck my meat She gettin' mad cause I didn't say hi
Sorry my baby, I was just high Count up the hundreds and call up the plug
I need to re-get that beautiful bud Findin' my style, took a long while
Now that I found it, I'ma go wild
Cleanin' my conscience after I pray Lyrically different, I got my own wave
Niggas never makin' money at all But try to get bitches to go to the mall
Whack little niggas addicted to jiggers I'ma get gnarly when I'm with my niggas
I'm like a diamond I'm valuable Shorty, stop talkin', let me in your throat
Why you act different when I'm not around? Makin' a song is the passion I found
Vent on The beat, makin' bread every week I need a tat that'll say suck my meat
She gettin' mad cause I didn't say hi Sorry my baby, I was just high
Count up the hundreds and call up the plug I need to re-get that beautiful bud
Findin' my style, took a long while Now that I found it, I'ma go wild
Back in the day, I was content Now I get pissed when I smell your scent
I got some coke if you didn't know And I got Bree and Boog for sho
Out of my body, I think I'm a clone If you ain't real, get the f*ck out my home
Never a hater, I want you to rise But you too worried bout with sleeping with guys
I can see through your hollow disguise Make money stretch, then share wit my guys
With Mary Jane like I'm Peter Parker I got three kids, baby, I'm a father
Drinkin' a booty with my nigga Taki My nigga the GOAT, I know that he got me
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I collect money and spread it around, look, look
I collect money and spread it around All of my homies stay out of the pound
Never work with a nigga who clown Dive in her pussy, I think I'ma drown
Smoke on some loud, it don't make a sound Grind till I die, I would never testify
Never snitchin' on my guys, I'ma buy a new ride
When I get paper, head to Jamaica Find me a baddie to taste my new flavor
Keep a hater from around me I want women to surround me
Night all alone, made me a demon ain't sell my soul, the devil be fiendin
Cleanin' my conscience after I pray Lyrically different, I got my own wave
Niggas never makin' money at all But try to get bitches to go to the mall
Whack little niggas addicted to jiggers I'ma get gnarly when I'm with my niggas
I'm like a diamond I'm valuable Shorty, stop talkin', let me in your throat
Why you act different when I'm not around
Makin' a song is the passion I found vent on the beat, makin' bread every week
I need a tat that'll say suck my meat She gettin' mad cause I didn't say hi
Sorry my baby, I was just high Count up the hundreds and call up the plug
I need to re-get that beautiful bud Findin' my style, took a long while
Now that I found it, I'ma go wild
Cleanin' my conscience after I pray Lyrically different, I got my own wave
Niggas never makin' money at all But try to get bitches to go to the mall
Whack little niggas addicted to jiggers I'ma get gnarly when I'm with my niggas
I'm like a diamond I'm valuable Shorty, stop talkin', let me in your throat
Why you act different when I'm not around? Makin' a song is the passion I found
Vent on The beat, makin' bread every week I need a tat that'll say suck my meat
She gettin' mad cause I didn't say hi Sorry my baby, I was just high
Count up the hundreds and call up the plug I need to re-get that beautiful bud
Findin' my style, took a long while Now that I found it, I'ma go wild
Back in the day, I was content Now I get pissed when I smell your scent
I got some coke if you didn't know And I got Bree and Boog for sho
Out of my body, I think I'm a clone If you ain't real, get the f*ck out my home
Never a hater, I want you to rise But you too worried bout with sleeping with guys
I can see through your hollow disguise Make money stretch, then share wit my guys
With Mary Jane like I'm Peter Parker I got three kids, baby, I'm a father
Drinkin' a booty with my nigga Taki My nigga the GOAT, I know that he got me
I collect money and spread it around All of my homies stay out of the pound
Never work with a nigga who clown Dive in her pussy, I think I'ma drown
Smoke on some loud, it don't make a sound Grind till I die, I would never testify
Never snitchin' on my guys, I'ma buy a new ride
When I get paper, head to Jamaica Find me a baddie to taste my new flavor
Keep a hater from around me I want women to surround me
Night all alone, made me a demon ain't sell my soul, the devil be fiendin
Cleanin' my conscience after I pray Lyrically different, I got my own wave
Niggas never makin' money at all But try to get bitches to go to the mall
Whack little niggas addicted to jiggers I'ma get gnarly when I'm with my niggas
I'm like a diamond I'm valuable Shorty, stop talkin', let me in your throat
Why you act different when I'm not around
Makin' a song is the passion I found vent on the beat, makin' bread every week
I need a tat that'll say suck my meat She gettin' mad cause I didn't say hi
Sorry my baby, I was just high Count up the hundreds and call up the plug
I need to re-get that beautiful bud Findin' my style, took a long while
Now that I found it, I'ma go wild
Cleanin' my conscience after I pray Lyrically different, I got my own wave
Niggas never makin' money at all But try to get bitches to go to the mall
Whack little niggas addicted to jiggers I'ma get gnarly when I'm with my niggas
I'm like a diamond I'm valuable Shorty, stop talkin', let me in your throat
Why you act different when I'm not around? Makin' a song is the passion I found
Vent on The beat, makin' bread every week I need a tat that'll say suck my meat
She gettin' mad cause I didn't say hi Sorry my baby, I was just high
Count up the hundreds and call up the plug I need to re-get that beautiful bud
Findin' my style, took a long while Now that I found it, I'ma go wild
Back in the day, I was content Now I get pissed when I smell your scent
I got some coke if you didn't know And I got Bree and Boog for sho
Out of my body, I think I'm a clone If you ain't real, get the f*ck out my home
Never a hater, I want you to rise But you too worried bout with sleeping with guys
I can see through your hollow disguise Make money stretch, then share wit my guys
With Mary Jane like I'm Peter Parker I got three kids, baby, I'm a father
Drinkin' a booty with my nigga Taki My nigga the GOAT, I know that he got me
Writer: Kevin Graham
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