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Loose Change
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(Run that money counter, baby) (Pour that sh*t up, Trvpyyy) Water on my neck, yeah, two chains And I keep fifty on me like loose change All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne Won't never catch me actin' In the hood, I'm too active Won't never catch me actin', ayy I'm spendin', should be stackin' None of my cars tinted, get at me My b*t*hes be spoiled, you ain't makin' noise The 'Cat or a 'Hawk, yeah, I keep me a toy My n***as be Neuer, don't speak out or loiter You can't come between us, my n***as too loyal She love me to death, still I treat her like sh*t I'm f**kin' her best friend, I'm f**kin' her sis My n***a gettin' head, I told him to switch I'm gettin' this money, I'm gettin' this bag My n***a ever need me, I'll give him my last I did it myself, yeah, all by my own Too many around to be feelin' alone Ayy, I'm f**kin' her good Ayy, I'm f**kin' her good, I'm f**kin' her good My house in the 'burbs, still I come from the hood I wish a n***a would play with me I still got the pints and got the weed Water on my neck, yeah, two chains And I keep fifty on me like loose change All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne Won't never catch me actin' In the hood, I'm too active Won't never catch me actin', ayy I'm spendin', should be stackin' None of my cars tinted, get at me She told me she love me, I told her I hate her I told her I love her, she told me she hate me Her ex-n***a broke and that n***a a hater He flex on the 'Gram, but that n***a a faker I get my d**k sucked while I'm countin' this paper That n***a went broke and he f**ked up his paper I f**k on her now and you f**k on her later She call me back over to f**k on me later I sit on the field while I'm watchin' the Raiders An East Oakland n***a, but moved to Las Vegas He used to be solid, but turned to a traitor The only black n***a on my block, ain't no neighbors An eighty-five inch, but you don't see no cables I come from the hood where we used to steal cable Designer my jeans, but you don't see no label I'm still in the streets, I ain't signed to no label Water on my neck, yeah, two chains And I keep fifty on me like loose change All my n***as into robbin', Bruce Wayne Won't never catch me actin' In the hood, I'm too active Won't never catch me actin', ayy I'm spendin', should be stackin' None of my cars tinted, get at me (Run that money counter, baby) (Pour that sh*t up, Trvpyyy)
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