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We ain’t tryin to hear sh*t for what? (cash money) We whole world operating off a (cash money) To all my niggas with a whole lotta (cash money) Watch yo’ back money You couldn’t neva understand how my mind tick I’m on some old school crime shit When niggas sold two’s to keep the dimes lit Ain’t no rules when these iron shots are stoned dun This heat burn through your flesh, stright to the bones I reach for the buddha cess and zone I probably have a future of stress, stay depressed and be alone But as far as the present time it’s on I represent mine til I return to the s and said I’m dead and gone Nobody wanna be broke and you neither Put me on the co’na, watch me catch a quick case of cream fever If you be poppin sh*t my niggas won’t believe ya Probably punch you in the face and take ya wallet when we see ya But son it gets deeper I’m runnin with a click thats bein’ hunted by the grim reaper To all my peoples in the man keeper Let’cha situation be a teacher Ain’t nothin like a education When I was locked down I learned about patience and dedication And not to say shit, unless you need a motherf**kin face lift And as a youth I was a outcast Runnin around with pellot guns playin war but now it’s all about cash Chorus: I’m caught up, caught up in a mix of shit And I ain’t tryin to hear sh*t til my got cash to get Blast you with the pistol If I have to, in my mind it’s all about cash in a fistfull I’m caught up in a mix of shit And I ain’t tryin to hear sh*t til my got cash to get Splash you with the pistol If I have to, in my mind it’s all about cash in a fistfull Up late night and upset, and fed up Niggas comin up wet, I’m dead up f**k tryin to your head up And when it go down, word bond we gotta get up Too many locked down upstate, son it’s a set up My life has sped up, many years I’m straight up Plenty bears for who ain’t here and those who ate up Test and get sprayed up in the club We couldn’t run it so we take the blade up in the booth Since we couldn’t shoot We heat it up, losin the shirt, showin the bare chest I’m blessed, puffin the skunk make me care less The best that you can do is duck my f**kin crew If the slugs don’t get’cha, lord j’ll jig ya Actin artificial you’ll get burnt my the pistol Before it’s done, even my guns’ll turn to missles Don’t have to blow the whistle on you ’cuz everybody knows you Watch yourself around borderline pyschos Who know my people gotta hold a mint Or they ain’t worth a cent How can you represent, if you can’t pay the rent And leave a dent in my life time, I’m caught up in trife crime In fights you neva know what you might find We stand firm meanwhile cuz niggas that seem wild Be buckin blanks, if they were men they wouldn’t f**k with pranks I leave them niggas alone and stay home Unitl it cool down as they remember how my tool sound Chorus We ain’t tryin to hear sh*t for what? (cash money) We whole world operating off a (cash money) To all my niggas with a whole lotta (cash money) Watch yo’ back money Yeah, we up on what we dealing with We ain’t no criminals We got the right to have gats As long as the army, navy, air force, marines got gats We gon’ hold heat, knamsayin? ’cuz our army gotta represent for us Word up Aiyyo, maintain (yeah) Set that sh*t son Forever keeping my sh*t cocked for drama Stainless steal, sh*t is for real The way these rats is known to squeal, makin’ sour deals Thugs up in to mix with these drugs, caught up in the humble Bricks and paper by the bundle how the bronx humble ? ? ? devils get deaded, never regret it, only known to set it Stealin existence obviuosly ya jetted Speak the desest, I see the pyramid and eagle Back of the dollar bill, ill decitful, we consider leathal God fallin, niggas be ballin, guzzlin alcoholics Two drinks, too many is like whitey infulltrating your fortress This is on, we ’bout to form, best prepare for the storm Ya’ll funny niggas quick to ring the alarm Bomb fell, now a nation is gel We had to dwell for four hundred or more The lord had the right just livin poor Resurrectin the true and livin back the power Devils getiin devoured, niggas heard the God holla --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
 

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