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still spoofin' - money man lyrics

[intro]
(zaytoven)

[chorus]
my young n*ggas pull up, they stealin’ them cars
wanna be like me, you gotta go hard
i go to court and i’m beatin’ the charge
count up a hunnid with duffy and m*rs*
street n*gga sh*t, you hear pain in my bars
known in the hood and the trap, i’m a star
i whip the rolls just like it’s a demon
fine sh*t with me and she showin’ her cleavage
shawty biracial, she part puerto rican
cross out your brother, that sh*t is some treason
gonna go sell me a hunnid this evening
still spoofin’, but i make millions from streamin’
organic tree and that pack got me geekin’
buyin’ them assets, i eat while i’m sleepin’

[verse]
dropped out of school, i was sellin’ that flower
evеr seen fifty p’s gone in an hour?
it ain’t my fault that you financially challenged
i see еight figures when i check my balance
too many thotties, it’s too hard to choose
steppin’ in fashion, a rack for the shoes
b*tch, i’m a god, n*ggas not on my level
two b*tches kissin’ with me, they bis*xual
i do this sh*t for my kids and ancestors
out in the bay, fifty p’s in the tesla
white boy keep tellin’ me, “come to the farm”
just spent a bentley coupe just for the charm
broke n*ggas talkin’, we movin’ in silence
young n*ggas with me, addicted to violence
i’ma get rich off these risks i be takin’
i’m finna take all these p’s out and make it
took out the plug just to feed my lil’ children
i had to shed plenty blood for these millions
been through the struggle, there’s scars on my hands
this sh*t come cheap, get you whacked for a band
acres and acres and acres and land
diamonds on diamonds, i’m cool as a fan
five karat stones on my wrist
five karat stones on my b*tch
check my background, i’m legit
[chorus]
my young n*ggas pull up, they stealin’ them cars
wanna be like me, you gotta go hard
i go to court and i’m beatin’ the charge
count up a hunnid with duffy and m*rs*
street n*gga sh*t, you hear pain in my bars
known in the hood and the trap, i’m a star
i whip the rolls just like it’s a demon
fine sh*t with me and she showin’ her cleavage
shawty biracial, she part puerto rican
cross out your brother, that sh*t is some treason
gonna go sell me a hunnid this evening
still spoofin’, but i make millions from streamin’
organic tree and that pack got me geekin’
buying them assets, i eat while i’m sleepin’

- money man lyrics

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