Years later ain't shit change
They only staying if you gotta name
These bitches strange
Getting old
Tryna give em mone
When these hoes just want ben frank
Ion blame
Cause I relate
Money talk
Like Chris tuck
Know a couple nigga don't speak paper
Foreign to em
Getting boring to em
Playing big bank take lil bank
If you try to take
Then you getting wasted
Like GTA
My shooter do it
For a new song
I don't gotta pay
Whole lotta plays
Like 2k
She 2 way'd
The show goes like Lupe
Ain't in the streets but I could say
We mask up like Kanye
Machines with us like Conway
Lights out in the broad day
Red beams I seen it nigga
Hating on me my dreams bigger
Fake niggas they don't never mention
Way before the chicken
They was pretenders
That's a bar like 60 days
Couple niggas gotta wish em well
They penny paid no pity man
Its a hard race
When your heart racing
U could lose your nigga like any day
These niggas lame
These bitches change
Get sentimental everytime I think
I gave a ring, she promised me
Never borrowed no money
But I think you owe a apology
Cause I gave you more than heart yea
Now that shit just going dark yea
Pretty bitch she curvy yeah
Real niggas my circle lil
Shot meter i'm nervous wait
Green release its prefect
Bitch
A Product man of course I am
Straight up off the porch I am
Youngest nigga in my fam that
Came up with a f*cking plan
Stuck up in my thoughts
I can't get lost or go back where we been
Told my niggas we gone win
To my mama just boy but
To my fans i'm the f*cking man
All we knew was hoop , rap, rob
In this world its stack or starve
Everybody round me hungry
Hope that nun my niggas fraud
When I'm rapping they applaud
I'm just tryna show em more
My nigga we could go beyond
MoneSv - Crazy (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Years later ain't shit change
They only staying if you gotta name
These bitches strange
Getting old
Tryna give em mone
When these hoes just want ben frank
Ion blame
Cause I relate
Money talk
Like Chris tuck
Know a couple nigga don't speak paper
Foreign to em
Getting boring to em
Playing big bank take lil bank
If you try to take
Then you getting wasted
Like GTA
My shooter do it
For a new song
I don't gotta pay
Whole lotta plays
Like 2k
She 2 way'd
The show goes like Lupe
Ain't in the streets but I could say
We mask up like Kanye
Machines with us like Conway
Lights out in the broad day
Red beams I seen it nigga
Hating on me my dreams bigger
Fake niggas they don't never mention
Way before the chicken
They was pretenders
That's a bar like 60 days
Couple niggas gotta wish em well
They penny paid no pity man
Its a hard race
When your heart racing
U could lose your nigga like any day
These niggas lame
These bitches change
Get sentimental everytime I think
I gave a ring, she promised me
Never borrowed no money
But I think you owe a apology
Cause I gave you more than heart yea
Now that shit just going dark yea
Pretty bitch she curvy yeah
Real niggas my circle lil
Shot meter i'm nervous wait
Green release its prefect
Bitch
A Product man of course I am
Straight up off the porch I am
Youngest nigga in my fam that
Came up with a f*cking plan
Stuck up in my thoughts
I can't get lost or go back where we been
Told my niggas we gone win
To my mama just boy but
To my fans i'm the f*cking man
All we knew was hoop , rap, rob
In this world its stack or starve
Everybody round me hungry
Hope that nun my niggas fraud
When I'm rapping they applaud
I'm just tryna show em more
My nigga we could go beyond
They only staying if you gotta name
These bitches strange
Getting old
Tryna give em mone
When these hoes just want ben frank
Ion blame
Cause I relate
Money talk
Like Chris tuck
Know a couple nigga don't speak paper
Foreign to em
Getting boring to em
Playing big bank take lil bank
If you try to take
Then you getting wasted
Like GTA
My shooter do it
For a new song
I don't gotta pay
Whole lotta plays
Like 2k
She 2 way'd
The show goes like Lupe
Ain't in the streets but I could say
We mask up like Kanye
Machines with us like Conway
Lights out in the broad day
Red beams I seen it nigga
Hating on me my dreams bigger
Fake niggas they don't never mention
Way before the chicken
They was pretenders
That's a bar like 60 days
Couple niggas gotta wish em well
They penny paid no pity man
Its a hard race
When your heart racing
U could lose your nigga like any day
These niggas lame
These bitches change
Get sentimental everytime I think
I gave a ring, she promised me
Never borrowed no money
But I think you owe a apology
Cause I gave you more than heart yea
Now that shit just going dark yea
Pretty bitch she curvy yeah
Real niggas my circle lil
Shot meter i'm nervous wait
Green release its prefect
Bitch
A Product man of course I am
Straight up off the porch I am
Youngest nigga in my fam that
Came up with a f*cking plan
Stuck up in my thoughts
I can't get lost or go back where we been
Told my niggas we gone win
To my mama just boy but
To my fans i'm the f*cking man
All we knew was hoop , rap, rob
In this world its stack or starve
Everybody round me hungry
Hope that nun my niggas fraud
When I'm rapping they applaud
I'm just tryna show em more
My nigga we could go beyond
Writer: Romon Anderson
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