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Uh, yeah

Blowin´ money fast, but we ride slow (Skrrt)

This lifestyle we live to die for, so bullets is hollows
Ain´t no tellin´ how it might go (Yeah)
Shooters hoppin´ out with the mask, watch his whole life flash, it´s a slideshow (Brrt)
Every day is a dice roll, might get his head cracked
Niggas ain´t playin´ fair, tryna make his bread back
They go crazy when they see low green (Uh)
When you get the hot hand, they kill they self-esteem
Street dreams are made of these
My uncle whip just got seized for a hundred keys
Couldn´t believe it when I heard the news
Though I always knew that the hustler spirit is in my blood
Just a different path I had to choose

I´m havin´ it my way, ain´t playin´ by the rules
Real player in the game, can give you a pointer or two (That´s right)
Say, when the odds is against you, what you gon´ do?
Gotta keep a winner´s attitude or else you´re gonna lose
Girl, I wanna know

Girl, I´m ´bout that dollar (Yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it, babe (I need it, babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom (That´s right)
But I fell harder, baby, when I see your face (Haha)
Money fix your problems (That´s right, fact)
I know baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right)

What you want, I´ma cop it
I oughta tell ya, baby, it´s yours, yours

We just tryna thrive ´cause all we know is survival
Livin´ in the concrete jungle, had to be tribal (Yeah)
Basic instincts, my second nature is primal
Any sign of a rival, dead on arrival (Yeah)
Every day, my niggas gon´ pray, hand on the Bible (Right)
On these streets, seen false prophets and false idols (Uh)
Lotta niggas claimin´ they king and lost titles by their queens
Got they ass set up ´cause they was liable
I´m breathin´ new life in the game, it´s a revival

Left me no choice, to take your spot, it was rightful
Life is a bitch and she back on her cycle
Can´t stop ´til the chips I stack tall as the Eiffel
My attitude spiteful, my vision is insightful
Only downfall, at times, I´m too prideful
I´m the king of poppin´ shit, but I ain´t Michael
The bag so long, look like I´m packin´ a rifle
Girl, I wanna know

Girl, I´m ´bout that dollar (Yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it, babe (I need it, babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom (That´s right)
But I fell harder, baby, when I see your face (Haha)

Money fix your problems (That´s right, fact)
I know baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right, Ferg)
What you want, I´ma cop it (Yeah, uh)
I oughta tell ya, baby, it´s yours, yours

Came a long ways, always wanted that
You was fuckin´ with them drug dealers out there sellin´ packs
Had to let my money stack (Hey)
Start to rap, got up in my bag, had to double back
Now I´m a star, hit you in that suite with that honey pack (Uh)
Unwrap, them buns clap while them guns clap
Shootouts in your hood while I´m in it, I´m still gon´ come back

I´m with all the smoke, I´ma hit it until my lungs black (Woo)
Then you poke it out, I´ma stick it in like a thumb tack (Woo)
Jerking like you don´t want that (Damn)
I want you to lick it until your tongue chap (Ugh)
Them diamonds be hittin´ under Burberry mittens (Woo)
Baguettie cut to precision, see, you ain´t peep the vision (Right, yeah, uh)
I been on a mission, copped you a new Patti LaBelle, that´s a new addition (Uh)
Maybach, color Bobby Brown, this the new edition (Ooh)
(Girl, I wanna know) Damn

Girl, I´m ´bout that dollar (Yeah)
Baby, when I call ya, you know that I mean it, babe (I need it, babe)
Girl, I started from the bottom (That´s right)
But I fell harder, baby, when I see your face (Haha)
Money fix your problems (That´s right, fact)
I know baby wanna touch my pocket, tell me (Right)
What you want, I´ma cop it (Yeah, uh)
I oughta tell ya, baby, it´s yours, yours