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  • Talk about it, make em talk about it
    Life to me is currency, prosperity I got it
    And your life to me is lifeless
    like its livin' on life support
    I license everything in my wallet
    lightest boy with the biggest heart
    ***** play your part or parallel park
    your ego next to me and violence
    Next to me is definitely no one,
    I'm one of one
    And I musta won that from anybody
    who had it or better yet forgot it
    Mack in the back of a 'Lac with a mac
    in the back of a 'Lac
    With a latch on the back of the trunk
    Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back,
    till he's off balance
    And I'm back in the front of the front of the future
    when you are mentioning talent
    And I'm in the back in the back of the block
    with a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance
    Iraq on the block key watch for the block or whatever
    And cut no cut more guns more guts **** boy you
    ****ed up twice you ****ed considerin' you drownin'
    Die in a lake with a date with a catfish
    back flip head first smilin'
    C-cry in the face of Jesus we
    just pray we keep on stylin'
    On you *****es TDE YMCMB business *****

    Okay ***** riding in a May-be,
    and I'm probably with baby
    Dont talk ***** **** you pay me,
    intercept your ***** like Bailey
    Okay big money on this side,
    100 grand for the whip my ***** drive
    Need a new safe money getting too high,
    dead presidents all in my Levis
    Boy I swear this ***** be swagging,
    and I'm living lavish
    Might cop me an Aston, Martin on 'em
    Anything I drive I own 'em,
    bad ***** and that ass ain't normal
    Gotta put that pound game on her,
    beat it up she deep in a coma
    I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
    My rollie gold, no time to waste
    What it do Berg, my ****in' brother
    Keep that pistol by me like my lovely momma
    Hot as the summer, cold as the winter
    Stay on them charts,
    I heard that they plotting my timber
    Young *****, got a lot of flows
    Any ***** don't believe me,
    I make it look easy easy out of control

    Box full of choppers, hand on the trigger
    Uptown gangsta, get it how we get it
    Third Ward soldier, suicide rider
    Militant minded, hundred mill on the counter
    Hand pearly rug *****, flame on the Bugatti
    Christian Louboutin, Chanel for my models
    Higher than Bugatti *****, fishing on the fish scales
    Nose diving for them hundreds, strapped up making mail
    Fr-fresher than I been before
    Higher than we even been, shining on them 24's
    Junior doing time ho
    On the grind ho, while he doing time ho

    Ya know!
    The time is money and money still was made baby
    Eight months ain't stop nothing *****
    It's like jail was third base and
    my lil' ***** still came home, ya understand

    I'm from the hood where *****es
    hold coke in they baby diapers
    That's why when the babies
    grow up damn they be like us
    I came a long ways from
    rhyming up in crazy cyphers
    Man I'm so happy my lil'
    brother came home from Rikers
    Shout out to BP, Thugga, Flow and (Fail Boy )
    My flow Lucifer, I spit hell boy
    My heart numb, ain't no pain I can't withstand
    And I hold my *****s down boy like a kickstand
    Get off my ****, stop acting like a ***** fam
    Lil' ***** finish ****rty, grow ya own **** damn
    I went from watching time fly on Earl and Red porch
    To cruising through the streets of Miami in a red Porsche
    Me and Stunna fly, we should join the Air Force
    Stand up *****s, the **** you brought them chairs for?
    I went from making money from people with crack habits
    To thanking God I'm in a whole a nother tax bracket



  • [00:15.72]Talk about it, make em talk about it
    [00:18.06]Life to me is currency, prosperity I got it
    [00:21.42]And your life to me is lifeless
    [00:23.60]like its livin' on life support
    [00:24.71]I license everything in my wallet
    [00:26.52]lightest boy with the biggest heart
    [00:28.10]***** play your part or parallel park
    [00:29.80]your ego next to me and violence
    [00:31.48]Next to me is definitely no one,
    [00:33.41]I'm one of one
    [00:34.93]And I musta won that from anybody
    [00:36.61]who had it or better yet forgot it
    [00:38.33]Mack in the back of a 'Lac with a mac
    [00:40.26]in the back of a 'Lac
    [00:41.63]With a latch on the back of the trunk
    [00:42.71]Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back,
    [00:44.03]till he's off balance
    [00:44.57]And I'm back in the front of the front of the future
    [00:47.27]when you are mentioning talent
    [00:48.29]And I'm in the back in the back of the block
    [00:50.50]with a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance
    [00:52.01]Iraq on the block key watch for the block or whatever
    [00:54.04]And cut no cut more guns more guts **** boy you
    [00:56.41]****ed up twice you ****ed considerin' you drownin'
    [00:58.60]Die in a lake with a date with a catfish
    [01:00.48]back flip head first smilin'
    [01:01.75]C-cry in the face of Jesus we
    [01:03.40]just pray we keep on stylin'
    [01:05.07]On you *****es TDE YMCMB business *****
    [01:08.72]
    [01:22.94]Okay ***** riding in a May-be,
    [01:24.29]and I'm probably with baby
    [01:25.93]Dont talk ***** **** you pay me,
    [01:27.31]intercept your ***** like Bailey
    [01:28.92]Okay big money on this side,
    [01:30.59]100 grand for the whip my ***** drive
    [01:32.26]Need a new safe money getting too high,
    [01:33.84]dead presidents all in my Levis
    [01:35.51]Boy I swear this ***** be swagging,
    [01:37.43]and I'm living lavish
    [01:39.04]Might cop me an Aston, Martin on 'em
    [01:42.30]Anything I drive I own 'em,
    [01:43.92]bad ***** and that ass ain't normal
    [01:45.49]Gotta put that pound game on her,
    [01:47.26]beat it up she deep in a coma
    [01:48.84]I'm super paid, 2 shows a day
    [01:52.18]My rollie gold, no time to waste
    [01:55.48]What it do Berg, my ****in' brother
    [01:59.09]Keep that pistol by me like my lovely momma
    [02:02.17]Hot as the summer, cold as the winter
    [02:05.62]Stay on them charts,
    [02:07.20]I heard that they plotting my timber
    [02:08.97]Young *****, got a lot of flows
    [02:12.16]Any ***** don't believe me,
    [02:13.83]I make it look easy easy out of control
    [02:16.34]
    [02:29.20]Box full of choppers, hand on the trigger
    [02:32.44]Uptown gangsta, get it how we get it
    [02:35.82]Third Ward soldier, suicide rider
    [02:39.22]Militant minded, hundred mill on the counter
    [02:42.47]Hand pearly rug *****, flame on the Bugatti
    [02:45.91]Christian Louboutin, Chanel for my models
    [02:49.23]Higher than Bugatti *****, fishing on the fish scales
    [02:53.04]Nose diving for them hundreds, strapped up making mail
    [02:56.02]Fr-fresher than I been before
    [02:59.31]Higher than we even been, shining on them 24's
    [03:03.22]Junior doing time ho
    [03:06.45]On the grind ho, while he doing time ho
    [03:10.00]
    [03:11.37]Ya know!
    [03:12.73]The time is money and money still was made baby
    [03:15.33]Eight months ain't stop nothing *****
    [03:17.00]It's like jail was third base and
    [03:19.59]my lil' ***** still came home, ya understand
    [03:21.88]
    [03:23.34]I'm from the hood where *****es
    [03:25.14]hold coke in they baby diapers
    [03:26.65]That's why when the babies
    [03:28.12]grow up damn they be like us
    [03:29.98]I came a long ways from
    [03:31.76]rhyming up in crazy cyphers
    [03:33.29]Man I'm so happy my lil'
    [03:34.96]brother came home from Rikers
    [03:36.58]Shout out to BP, Thugga, Flow and (Fail Boy )
    [03:40.53]My flow Lucifer, I spit hell boy
    [03:43.22]My heart numb, ain't no pain I can't withstand
    [03:46.20]And I hold my *****s down boy like a kickstand
    [03:49.69]Get off my ****, stop acting like a ***** fam
    [03:52.92]Lil' ***** finish ****rty, grow ya own **** damn
    [03:56.32]I went from watching time fly on Earl and Red porch
    [03:59.86]To cruising through the streets of Miami in a red Porsche
    [04:03.43]Me and Stunna fly, we should join the Air Force
    [04:06.49]Stand up *****s, the **** you brought them chairs for?
    [04:09.58]I went from making money from people with crack habits
    [04:13.26]To thanking God I'm in a whole a nother tax bracket
    [04:21.63]
    [04:36.21]
    [04:44.14]