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Artiste : Babyface Ray
Titre : A Million Cash Race
(Damjonboi)
Yeah
(Reuel, stop playin´ with these niggas)
Yeah, perks got me itching
Palms itchin´, palms itchin´, I´m finna-

Yeah, ayy

A million cash race, I was in last place
Get off your ass Ray, get in your bag faze
Psh, ayy
How you want some money (Hah), but don´t want no hussle? (Yeah)
It won´t hurt to love you (How?), you ain´t with us fuckin´
Yeah, uh

I get my own money, pull my own stunts (Huh)
Psh, yeah
You don´t know the half of this shit (Uh-uh)
??? paid a house for this shit (Mm)
Couldn´t leave if I wanted ´cause I´m tied to this shit (Ok)
Good pussy, pretty face, but I´m tired of that (I´m straight)

Bitch, ayy, poured a line and I sip (Mm)
What I fuck off in a week you´d sign for that (Wow)
I´d be lyin´ if I told you I ain´t grind for this shit (Had to grind, nigga)
I almost lost my mind, boutta trip (I lost my mind, nigga)
I almost lost my life in the streets (Man)
I be barely rappin´, put my life on these beats (Life on these)
Nigga, I´ll fuck your mama, put that money on your niece (Yeah)
Put that money up, I put my team on so we can eat (Yeah)
Like it was VLONE, I´ll put your friends on a tee (Yeah)
Before I rocked a watch I had rubber bands up my sleeve (Facts)

Ridin´ ´round, shoppin´ tryna cop before I leave (What you got?)
Which one of y´all got me if I need it? (Ayy, who I got?)
Pullin´ knife wounds out my back, that´s why I´m bleedin´
Stepped in the booth and let my soul bleed, wish I could sing it (Shoo)
Man, these niggas playin´ foul, I can´t believe it (Wow)
Before I cut her off I killed the pussy, now she grievin´ (Woo-wee)
Look how that money had you niggas greedy
All that pride got you scared to say you broke, I see you leavin´ (Shh)
I seen my nigga in the casket, looked up I seen a demon (Ayy)
How you gangsta, but you never seem to feel, Willie Beamon (Ok)

I slept poolside, three bitches drunk, must be dreamin´ (Drunk)
Crew side, two pieces bust, I´m a Neiman
Got it all, and this shit bigger than a book and you can´t read it (Uh-uh)
Man, my palms itching for that fuckin´ money, ´cause I need it, nigga

(Yeah)